Sometimes other peoples stuggles trigger us to reflect on ourselves

Watching my daughter go through a break up in which false hope was given, was kind of a slap in the face.

Some self reflecting was noted, and I asked a question today that sucked. But it needed to be said. I don’t feel anything’s changed in my own poly life but needed to make sure I wasn’t blindly standing alone.

Hugging her, I’m reminded of my own heart breaks, over the years, that have shaped me, How being poly I’m still vournalable to more heartache.

WILLINGLY, It’s crazy… because when its good, the butterflies and bubbles the cloud nine, it’s so good. But the down side… oh man when its bad, it’s so bad. I know, I’ve spent my time crying this year over a breakup. It’s hard to remember just how bad it hurts when your not currently in it. But I remember them more than I should. That’s probably my driving force to be so honest. Because false hope, lies big or small, exaggerations, broken promises, all can be so crushing.

Tonight, my heart breaks a bit for her. I hold her knowing nothing I can say or do will remotely began to repair her. I find myself fighting my own tears, not in all my own self reflections, simply because my baby girl hurts and I can’t fix it for her.

Love, Lust, Passion & Connection are all so powerful. They can heal us, and they can shatter us to the core.