Unchecked Aggression.

So. The situation(or sitch, if you will...)

It's not like I was 'attacked' regarding my Polygamist feelings. It's more like, I'm making shit clear.

Right clear, y0.

I've had various positive and negative discussions regarding Polygamy with my friends, both in the magical REAL WORLD, and the, ja-know. Online.

Happily. Overall, I am pleased to say I have supportive friends. Excellent, non-judgemental people. Really, and truly across the board. Though I am not Monotheistic, I can honestly say that I am, 'blessed', if you will. I mean that as in, 'touched by the hand of God' to be so lucky to have such people so close to me. Truly blessed.

However, there are humans content to put their projections of the idea of Polygamy onto me. AND YOU ALL TOO! No lie, it's on all of us; properly Poly, or at the least supportive, we are deviants.

DEVIANTS, YA PERVS!!!(Yep. I'm lookin' at YEW!!)

Anyway, you and I, and etcetera, we know how we feel. That while, yes, sex may be apart of it,(come ON! you *Poly Serious* folk KNOW what I am talking about. While it's not about sex, sex is an important part, just like it's an important part *of every relationship, Mono or Poly, EVER!* Whether you separately or family bed, separate rooms, homes, whatevs, physical intimacy is a big part of ANY relationship. How else can you physically, and intimately, express your love/affection? Hey, I'm serious. If you cats have alternative ideas, I'm willing to hear them. Anyway....)it is really not the main act. Sure, I can look at that dude putting his head in the lion's mouth, or I can go look at you Poly freaks in the side tent...:) So.

What matters, then?

Well, as a Mono-relationshiped woman interested in a possible-maybe-if-I-am-truly-adult-enough Poly relationship(Marriage. Like, for REAL marriage. Not just some person I can bang on occasion. If I/We want to bang someone... we can bang someone.) I have some vague idealistic ideas. These are all the same things I try to achieve with Husband. I promise you, I am not perfect at practicing these ideals, but I swear, I try my best to do my best. And isn't that all we can ask from each other?

What matters. From my perspective, Love matters. Oh, how lame and hippish is that?! So lame. But that is what it is. Love, unconditionally. All those stupid things you bitch about to your friends? Do they really matter? I suspect not. All those irritating bits of shit that they pull on you? Yeah, you fucking hate it. However, do you hate it enough to trump the love you have for them? If it's truly unconditional, I suspect not. Yeah, Husband can annoy me like NO ONE else, ever! But yanno what? Fuck it. He nowhere nearly annoys me enough to ever even consider being done with my marriage. And he makes me so happy otherwise(when he isn't annoying me into submission...) that there is no one else I can even imagining myself with.(and due to this happiness, sometimes the Polygamist route makes no sense to me. I'll [maybe] explain myself better one day. Sorry. :})

My Grandma has always put it the best way: Are you happier with him(or her[s]/them) or without him(her[s]/them)?

I know my answer.

Et tu?