About a year ago I wrote about having a girlfriend and being very happy in that relationship. She was everything I could want in a girlfriend, but it just wasn’t meant to be. There was no fighting or horrible breakup. It was calm and mutual based on distance and a couple of other factors that couldn’t be helped.
I will say she is one of my closest friends. Meeting her in person this past May (2018) was one of the best things I’ve done. It was nerve wracking to fly out to someone I’ve only known online. But sometimes you have to take chances like that and they pay off, usually.
Anyway, we’ve been broken up for awhile now. Less than I year, but maybe about 9 months? It’s no longer fresh. And it was about as healthy of a breakup as two people can have. We still adore each other. We send each other animal videos on Tumblr to show our affection. There just isn’t anything more to it possible beyond friendship. And that’s ok!
First, I’m going to remind that Pat and I are in an open marriage. We are both polyamorous. There are many reasons for this, but it is a mutual decision as to what works best for us. I’m not going to list all the reasons. I’m not going to sit here and defend it. I’m also not going to tolerate shit for this post. I’m happy. Pat is happy. That’s all the matters.
I have a girlfriend. She is magical beyond compare. She isn’t local. She lives a couple of states away. We met on Tumblr. She is… there are no words. I love her very, very much. She is sweet, kind, loving, compassionate, and beautiful inside and out. I’m very lucky to have her in my life and to be loved by her.
I’m not going to go into great detail about who she is. She isn’t out to her family. So by vague blogging, I’m looking to protect her. But you don’t need her details.
Just… I’m so excited to have her in my life.
Pat, of course, knows about her. He has no complaints. I’m open and honest with him about everything and make sure that in my excitement for my gf, that I don’t neglect him.
Also, online relationships are hard. Internet hugs just aren’t the same. But I hope to go and visit her this May. A few details need to be worked out and it may not be possible. But I so very much hope it is.
I love her. My heart grew when I met her and learned to love her.