Monogamy to Ethical Non-Monogamy: A Reflection 16 Years in the Making
Written by K-Ghislaine on March 14, 2018
Do you remember your first genuine relationship? Of course you do, that first love stays with you, long after you’ve grown apart or in some rare cases grown together. Today I was shocked to realize that it would have been 16 years had I stayed in my monogamous relationship/marriage. I’ve mentioned a few times throughout my blog, that I do believe I would have fallen into non-monogamy eventually. The fantasies were beginning, and there were sex acts that I just didn’t want to take part in, so I figured a unicorn would be perfect. And as I have admitted, I was coming closer and closer to cheating all the time. My then boyfriend and I would have taken the non-monogamous route to keep us together for the sake of the un-realized children. It’s painful to accept, yet, I realize the truth in those words, having gained such a deep knowledge of myself and my needs. And I absolutely know that I am not alone in this thinking. So many have turned to an open relationships to save themselves and their partners. Or to level the playing field after an indiscretion. All judgement aside, this is the simple truth to why many have found themselves in the non-monogamous uncertain waters.
In my case, I consider myself lucky in that I ended things when I did. When I walked away from monogamy and started serial dating I had yet to hear
the term non-monogamy. So as I have mentioned when I did meet my current partner I had my eyes opened. I can now say how fortunate I am to have found him and to have ended up where we are. But as with any relationship we did not start out well. I think our relationship can be broken down into two distinct parts. The first, where I was so overwhelmed with being in an open relationship that we were living in an extremely unethical fashion. Dates were hidden, and extra curricular activities were discovered, rather than discussed. We began open, but did so, with a rocky and unstable foundation.
So we broke up. I kept writing and he kept living the exact way he wanted to. And then, a really surprising thing happened, we started building a new foundation, free of all pressure, just two singles coming together every now and again. We weren’t intending to get back together, instead we used each others strengths, weaknesses and experiences to start forging ahead with a relationship style that would meaningful for each of us. By the time we knew what was happening we were living together, and running on parallel paths. There was a strange symmetry to our work and home lives and the word boyfriend and girlfriend was replaced by that of the title, partner.
Our love story was truly beginning. And this is when we started looking together for our first couple. We had been to a swing club, and had mixed feelings about it. But the take away was the same, our foundation was ready to start building upon. To start creating experiences together. It was around this time that I started using the word ethical non-monogamy in my blogging. I finally understood what it meant, and more than that, was living it.
I look back on these two distinct failed relationships, knowing that I am a direct result of them. They were both interlaced with non-monogamy, but it wasn’t until I brought the word ethical in that my shift from an uncertain bystander turned to owning my relationship norm. I cannot help but wonder if there is a parallel universe out there, where I sit here typing in secret about cheating and the mistakes I had made in monogamy. That perhaps, I would still be a voice, but for those of the pained, rather than those of my current community. It’s a strange feeling, looking across time like this. But I feel a calmness in doing so. It’s a peaceful realization that I am right where I need to be, and perhaps I need to watch a little less sci -fi (OK, that would and could never happen!). The path to non-monogamy was never straight and narrow, but I hope, in some small way, my reflection can offer some comfort to someone currently struggling. After all, the journey is where the real memories are made.
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