Coming Out Poly

Nine months ago I met a girl who was innocent, rabidly passionate, intense, and completely unaware of the things that lay within her. Elle has changed dramatically since then. She went from a girl who had never had a boyfriend, to a caring woman and wonderful companion who does so many wonderful things for both me and Nyla.

Hello everyone. It's been a busy few weeks with Nyla being gone, Elle being sick, my brother coming into town (this upcoming weekend), and everything needing to be prep-ed for that. So it's slowed down a bit - enough for me to write this rather short post.

Writers group was this weekend. Elle had a nice time; we went over two of her flash fiction pieces. I think it was a very successful group, which always makes me feel very good about running this thing. However, we had a bit of a slip-up from a friend who attends the group.

December 1, 2007, a date which will live in infamy. Alright, so it wasn't catastrophic - which I had envisioned - but two days later there have already been raised some questions. My co-worker, Logan, and his wife, Diana, ended up not being able to attend the party (much to my chagrin and adding to my anxiety). So Elle and I had to go it alone. But we did alright. There were a few raised brows, a number of questioning looks as people tried to process "this is my girlfriend" and reconcile it with "my wife and I went to dinner last night".

Tomorrow is December 1st, 2007. It makes me nervous because it came too fast. I've been preparing myself for some time, but I still think there will still be a great deal of anxiety about the whole day. In case you're not aware, it's my company's Christmas party, and Elle is coming with me - not Nyla. It's going to be an odd sort of 'coming out'.

I recently transitioned to a new job at a much larger company. My previous employer had roughly 30 employees in all of its four offices. My new employer has nearly 80 people in one of its almost 50 locations across the country and nearly 100 locations total worldwide. So what does this have to do with poly?

How do you manage not letting it slip?

So tomorrow Nyla and I have an interview with a woman doing research on "non-traditional marriage in American". She's written another book, too, so I trust her to be genuine, but I'm curious to know what exactly she's looking for with the knowledge she gains from us poly folk. I suppose we'll see - and then I'll tell you about it.

Nyla and I made the conscious decision, when we fully realized that we were poly, to only tell a select group of people. Everyone else could just be left in the dark. My best friend, Steg, was the first, followed closely by Nyla's sister and my brother. For a long time, they were the only ones who knew. They were really the only ones we cared to tell because for us, it was somewhat of a private matter. I knew, though, that I would eventually want to tell my dad, which was going to be very tough.