stormdog: (Tawas dog)
A Facebook post of mine from a few days ago:

I get uncomfortable when any kind of group-thinky memes start proliferating, but even more so when they are about terms that I feel apply to me and whose use I disagree with, or make statements that directly address thoughts I have and choices I make in ways that I think are wrong.

So I feel extra-uncomfortable with a number of pride month memes like that. Some of them have a clear 'if you don't agree with this you are the enemy' vibe, and that makes it really hard to point out problems I see with them without being seen as the enemy.

At the same time, this past weekend I pointed out some unintentionally trans-phobic language in a silly Facebook post and and had several negative responses and no support from people I know who are mutual friends.

These sorts of things makes me feel like advocating for myself and people I care about doesn't seem to do any good and I shouldn't try. These things make me think that I'll never be able to overcome my aversion to group-think enough to be accepted by wider queer community, or any community of shared identity of that sort. They make me want to give up on Facebook entirely. It's a balance between the interactions that give me joy vs. the interactions that take it away. Sometimes, I'm not sure which side of the scale has more weight.

One part of Facebook that *is* giving me a lot of joy is the Poly Geekery community. While there are a few posts describing hard situations and looking for advice (which the community there is happy to provide), the majority of posts about relationships are celebrating happiness in people's lives. A woman writing about how excited she is that her husband found a boyfriend. A man talking about his personal growth in learning to let jealousy go and sharing the joy his girlfriend's partner(s) give her. Happy stories about other human beings sharing joy. Maybe a lot of us need more of that.
stormdog: (floyd)
I feel uncomfortable with the idea of sex without a certain level of mutual commitment. But that's true for nearly everyone who's interested in sex. Even meeting someone for a hookup on something like Tindr or Grindr isn't without a level of short-term commitment. In my case, I believe that necessary level of commitment to be greater or more intense than it is for most people. For me, this is the essence of demisexuality*. Condensing my thoughts and experiences into that kind of articulatable concept is a good starting point for my thoughts about what I hope to find in other relationships, and whether I actually want to look. Therapy and reading "More Than Two" together have clarified my thoughts tremendously, but it's only a start and I am still so uncertain.

I don't know what minimum level of commitment I want there to be attached to sexual relationships. I also need to decide what level of commitment I am willing to offer, both at present and in the future. How much time do I want to invest in my relationships while ensuring I don't feel stressed and anxious about meeting existing commitments and having time for my solo pursuits? I owe partners a reasonable idea of what roles I may or may not be able to fill in their lives.

I need to make more space for myself in my own mind. A few weeks ago, I expressed to my therapist that that is something I want out of therapy. I've been going for more than a year, and that's the first time I directly expressed a goal more concrete than wanting to be less anxious and depressed. It feels like a big step for me and I'm proud of myself for it.

There really isn't a lot of room for myself in there when it comes to other people. That makes relationships really difficult. I feel very lucky in my relationship with Danae. After most of a decade of being her partner, I feel that I am strongly in touch with myself about what I, myself want in my relationship with her. Our lives together make me consciously happy and my being her partner is the expression of a continuing active decision to maintain my commitments to her. I believe this is how relationships should be; an ongoing conscious commitment in something that increases the happiness of everyone involved. I think it could have been nearly anyone who approached me at the convention when I met her and I would have been responsive to their advances because of the way I tend to automatically return expressions of interest. I'm very glad it was her.

*I do not reify Demisexuality. It does not have any existence outside of its nature as a social construction. Whether or not I am demisexual is purely a matter of whether the label serves to foster a feeling of understanding and helps me feel less alone. That, it very much does.

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Another aspect of my confusion is difficulty in feeling, and being aware of feeling, attraction to people. I think it's connected to being faceblind as well as being demisexual (interestingly, someone in a demisexual discussion group I'm in asked recently whether there were other faceblind people there). I just don't find people very aesthetically interesting. I love looking at people with long hair, and I love touching and brushing and combing it. But that's more about the hair than the person; I would enjoy doing that with anyone with long hair, and while there may be a connection to sexual attraction in that, it doesn't mean I'd enjoy sex with anyone with long hair. I think it's more that I feel an atypical amount of sensual joy in doing things with people's hair, which doesn't necessarily connect to wanting to have sex with them.

My understanding is that a lot of people can look at a stranger and feel a purely aesthetically-grounded sense of attraction and feel motivated by that to want to get to know someone better to see if there's deeper attraction. I don't really feel that, so I'm not motivated to approach people in that way. It's not at all that I'm not interested in sex; rather the opposite is true. It's that the idea of sex with any specific other person typically makes me pretty uncomfortable.

(Some of this, too, may be all the messages I've received through life about how who people are is more important than what they look like. If that's true, as I believe it is, then appearance shouldn't factor into my feelings of attraction. But then what does? I don't know, because there have also been people who I feel *should* be attractive to me - who are thoughtful and caring and insightful and fun to talk with and be around - who I'm *not* attracted to, and I feel a lot of confusion about that. What, then, makes someone attractive to me?)

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Making things more confusing for me is that these parts of my own nature do not make sense to me. I once analogized my ideal form of polyamory as being like playing board games with people. Different people like different games, and they can be casual or intense, and it's lots of fun to find new people who like the same kinds of games you do. I wouldn't enjoy playing board games with someone who I have nothing in common with, but it doesn't have to be someone I have a deep connection with either.

That's the way I dearly *want* to feel about relationships because I see the ways it provides a rich, caring, and loving social environment for people. But I don't feel that way and I don't know why.

Other than the general anxiety and depression, understanding why I do or don't feel attraction, and what to do about that, is a primary thing I'm trying to figure out now. For lots of reasons, it's scary when someone says they are attracted to me because I don't know what to do with that or how to know what I feel about it when I can't even figure myself out without worrying about additional variables to manage.
stormdog: (Tawas dog)
Joy! I was readded to the Chicago poly group!
stormdog: a woman with light skin and long brown hair that cascades over one shoulder. On her other side, she is holding a large plush shark against herself. She has pink fingernails and pink cat eye glasses (Default)
I applied to join the Chicago Poly Facebook group and was admitted after after a few days. Then I posted my introduction and got a few likes. I accidentally posted a picture in the group that I meant to post on my own page and deleted it when I realized I'd done it.

Then I got removed from the group. I messaged an admin who said she'd check on what happened, but that was last week and I haven't heard back. I thought it was my most promising possibility for meeting people and being social in the near future, so it's left me a bit depressed and wondering if I did something wrong or there's someone in the group who doesn't like me. And I'm definitely not someone who pesters people for a response.

But life goes on and I got a ton of stuff done over the weekend. I'll write about that!
stormdog: a woman with light skin and long brown hair that cascades over one shoulder. On her other side, she is holding a large plush shark against herself. She has pink fingernails and pink cat eye glasses (Default)
I think that I often have a question for people at the end of my posts because I want there to be some context and backstory, and that because of that my question gets missed. So I'll lead (if you can call the end of the first paragraph a lead) with a question: do I know anyone who has info about working with one department or another at Midwest Furfest? [This is more likely to garner responses on Facebook where I think I know folks who work the convention.] I'd like to do that. (If not, maybe I'll sign up through the website to be a volunteer, if it's not too late.)

I *think* I'd like to go to a convention again. It's been years. I really feel like I don't even know what to do at a convention. After I split up with my ex I was having really positive experiences socializing at such things. Then school, grad school, and depression consumed my life for, at this point, seven or eight years. I don't even know what I'd do there anymore. I imagine my first experiences at conventions when I started going without my parents, just awkwardly walking around the hallways, panels, and dealers' room all day and going home without talking to anyone. If I had the structure of working or volunteering, maybe I could meet people.

There are other things I'd like to go to, but it seems that timing is not great right now.

The next two cuddle events in Chicago are focused on women and gender-minority folks and I feel uncomfortable going. (I did contact the organizer to ask about the events, and though they did not say I shouldn't attend, I feel better right now not doing so.) The one after that will happen while I'm in Canada with Danae, so that puts things into January. There's another group of folks who have a monthly get-together, but the regular fourth Thursday time is Thanksgiving this month, and they can't do the week after because the organizer will be at Midwest Furfest.

My past experiences with trying to be a part of the social world of fandom is tainted by a lot of negative stuff related to my relationship with my ex and my own inability to establish connections even with people whose periphery I've been in for ten or fifteen years. It makes me feel sad and fatalistic. In a way, the idea of Danae finding a job elsewhere and giving me a chance to start completely over is really appealing. But there must be people in Chicago who would like me and who I'd enjoy spending time with. Maybe I can still find them.

Relatedly, I was just approved to join the Chicago Polyamory group here on Facebook. Maybe on Friday I can do my introductory post and start being social there with folks who there's a potential of actually meeting in real life.
stormdog: (Kira)
It's kind of funny seeing the links to things likes guides to manage Valentine's Day as a polyamorous person. I'm sure that can be really complicated for a lot of people. I've never actually had partners who care one way or another about the holiday, and while I do think it would be fun to celebrate with people who do, it's never been an issue even when I'm involved with more than one person.

The biggest part of it for me, I guess, has always been the immediately following holiday; half-price chocolate day.
stormdog: (Kira)
This is cool stuff, but I wish so many visual depictions (such as the one used for this article) of the abstract concept of 'polyamory' and consensual non-monogamy weren't so lacking in people of color, so heteronormative, nor so prone to showing multiple women with one man.
Baby steps....

"Live Science: "Polyamory Stigma Lessens with Familiarity""
http://polyinthemedia.blogspot.com/2015/02/live-science-polyamory-stigma-lessens.html

(Clearly, I'm not doing very well at concentrating on work today. They're still cutting pipes *right* outside the archive doors. I keep losing my place in HTML I'm editing....)

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