Coming Out Poly

I recently posted a Craigslist ad asking for a pen pal. I was incredibly bored and had just gotten an email from one of my other pen pals stating that he would be moving to Kentucky and probably wouldn't have much time to write anymore. It was understandable, but I guess I was still kind of hurt. I love writing and emails are really one of my only outlets for that part of my life anymore. So I posted this ad and got dozens and dozens of responses. Most of whom obviously didn't read the ad itself because, FYI, I was not asking for a date, I was asking for a writing buddy. Apparently that was not evident when I said "pen pal" and not "fuck buddy" or "future husband"...

ANYWAY, there were a few guys that answered that seemed genuinely nice and non-retarded. The emails I actually respond to have dwindled down to about 3 in the past few weeks (from about 20 :S), and one stood out as a pretty nice dude, someone I was even willing to go out to coffee with, and told such to said guy. Then I told him about my relationship. When he asked me if I was seeing anyone I told him I was in an open relationship. Later I added that it was to a married man. He then went forth to put him down and tell me he had no right to get married to his wife, that I basically shouldn't be with him, and that he "hesitates to call it a relationship" because I "just happen to be fucking a guy that just happens to be married." **

Needless to say I stopped texting him right quick. Oh, and that coffee date was as good as dead the moment he told me I that I'm "obligated" to have kids with someone else (I'm guessing he meant with himself) because I'm an intelligent person and smart people need to breed more...

Where do people get off thinking they can tell other people what to do with their lives? >.< Grr, I just needed to vent. Ok, I feel a bit better now.

~Elle

**Killian and I are celebrating out one year anniversary in 2 days. I consider a one year long relationship pretty solid, don't you? PS) Yay, us! ^_^