Member-only story
What Polyamory Does For Me
By Michelle Montoro
When my husband and I first began living a polyamorous lifestyle, we really had no idea what we were doing. What we did know, however, was that it felt right. For us. It felt comfortable. It felt like it was something we were supposed to do. It felt like we were helping each fulfill needs that we couldn’t actually help each other fulfill. Kind of ironic, I know. But for us, it just feels natural.
It is like we are giving each other permission to be ourselves. To explore our emotions, to indulge our desires, to nourish our need for newness and excitement, to feed a certain adrenalin rush that we both crave.
There are things that we simply cannot provide to one another after more than a decade of companionship. So rather than sit and squander away the days of our youth (we are as young as we feel) in frustration and boredom, we have decided instead to be supportive of one another in our individual searches for the things that make our hearts race with those ever-illusive butterflies.
You may be thinking, can’t you just go sky-diving or something to get that rush. Well sure, if sky-diving were my thing. I am way too scared of heights for that nonsense. But if extreme sports gave me the rush I need, I am certain that my husband would also indulge that particular whimsy. As I would him. Because when we…
