I….broke up a poly amorous marriage.
I’m letting my best friend go.
I keep telling myself that everything is for the best.
I know that I should have never been dating her in the first place, but I love her and it was breaking my heart to see her with someone who didn’t even care about her beyond someone to clean and cook and cater to his whims. She is beautiful, intelligent and she deserves so much more. They never should have been married in the first place. He held her back. I didn’t do anything wrong here. I told her the truth. I told her what she was really worth. I give her the love and respect she deserves.
I know the more I tell myself everything is alright, that nothing has changed, the more I’m lying to myself. I know they’ll never speak to me as long as they’re with their partner. But…..I can’t hate them no matter how badly I want to. They made my best friend happy and I can’t take that away, even if I had wanted to. I’m going to miss them. It turns out I have a heart after all, because essentially saying goodbye was far more painful than I ever imagined it to be.
