queerlyplaced:

“So, wait - you only date one person at a time, on purpose? Okay. But - FOREVER?! On purpose? You both talk about it and agree to that? You both WANT that? Is this - I think I saw this on TV one time. Is this, like, part of a religious sect?”

“Rhonda, I just realized - I don’t think I’ve seen your husband out with another woman for, gosh, it must be years now. Is everything ok with him?”

“Aren’t you worried you’ll become totally codependent and wrapped up in each other and not be able to put energy into other important relationships in your life, like close friends and family?”

“Monogamy, huh? Kinky.”

“Want me to set you two up? … oh, my bad. I don’t know a lot of monogamous people. How does that work, anyway?”

“So you never date anyone else? Ever? Do you at least have sex with other people? … wow. I could never do that.”

This!!!

Polyamory myth: After a fantastic birthday celebration, you, your two partners, and a partner’s partner crash into bed. Sexy times are inevitable.

Polyamory reality: After a fantastic birthday celebration, you, your two partners, and a partner’s partner crash into bed. All four of you sleep the sleep of the well-socialized. The cat that loves cuddling faces gets overwhelmed by the options and proceeds to walk over all of the chests to rub each face multiple times. The four of you get brunch.

Poly stuff: actively seeing two people, interested in a third, and still don’t have a date for this week.