Over the last year I’ve said “I love you” to both HC and MS numerous times. I’ve said “I love you” to HC in front of MS. I’ve said “I love you” to MS in front of HC. I’ve kissed and hugged one or the other in front of the other so many times I’ve lost count.

Lately, in an effort to improve communication, I’ve started emailing both MS and HC at the same time, and group texting with them. It’s been really amazing how everyone being on the same page has helped. No more “can you tell HC I said ‘xyz'” or “Did you let MS know that I’m doing ‘abc’?”. And no more “I thought I told you that I talked to HC about going to …”.

What was really nice yesterday as I was headed home and communicating via group text was when I came to the “I love you” part. Since it was a group text would one assume it was meant only for them? Would they automatically assume it was meant for both? Instead, I typed “Love you both!”

At first it felt a bit surreal. But fuck it, I DO love them both and they both know it.

So Poly is… telling your partners you love them!

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love is… or Poly is…

We’ve had some great poly moments that last few weeks. The other night was no exception and it made me think of the old “Love Is…” comics (http://loveiscomix.com/).
But instead, I thought “Poly is…”. In that night’s case MS and I were both in bed, ready to call it a night. I was texting with HC who was at a meetup, MS was texting with a new guy she just started seeing and they were planning a movie date. Since I have the Fandango app on my smartphone she asked me to look up movie times for several movies near us.

So in short, “Poly is…” helping your wife and her new fling find a movie for date night. Feeling good!


(Love is image used with permission: (c) loveiscomix.com)

Things you don’t normally hear in day to day conversations…

“She got a lovely bouquet from her boyfriend’s wife”



“Best girlfriend a wife’s husband could ever have”

Well my Fellow Fuckers, it’s been awhile. Work keeps fucking up my life! Going to try to get back in the swing of things here.

Well guess what? I came out as polyamorous to my mom and sister last weekend. I wasn’t so worried about talking about it to my sister. She’s pretty open since 3 of her cousins are gay, her best friend (a guy) is gay and was her “matron of honor” at her wedding.

Because of that I started my “outing” with her to try to gauge how our mom would feel. As expected, my little sis was fine with it. Actually, she is still upset that my son beat her to the punch at getting married and presenting our mom with the first (and second) great-grandchild.

So onto Mom…
As I’ve mentioned in previous posts she’s not exactly the open-minded sort. She’s your typical Bible-thumping, going to Hell, conservative so I was expecting a bit of a fight. Her comment was “Well, I don’t approve but your my son and I love you”.

I could have let it go at that but then she called my sister later on “crying” that she was “sad because of my life choices”.

Well Ms. Bible Thumper, I have a question for you. If your god created us in “his image” and created us as we are: straight, gay, lesbian, trans, poly, etc… then why is it “making a choice”? Why would he create us as we are and then hand down a set of rules that contradict how we are created? Seems a bit hypocritical to me to say “I’m going to make you gay, but don’t be attracted to men” or “You’re a sexual mammal, don’t have sex for pleasure”.

You want to believe a super natural being created the universe and all of us in it, that’s fine. But when you start imposing man-made structure around it and laws around how to live, or to dispute fact, then get the fuck out of my life.

This is the hardest breakup I’ve ever fucking dealt with. When I divorced my ex-wife 20 years ago there was so much animosity between us that it was a relief. When Diva broke up with me last fall, and I started this blog with the 30-day Fuck Challenge, there was a bit of pain, but mostly relief. When navy girl and I broke up in college, it hurt a hell of a lot and it took me a few months to get over it. But tonight, Hellcat and I broke up. We were 5 weeks away from celebrating one year since we first went out. I’m fucking devastated. Though that doesn’t even begin to describe it.

And the last words I heard: “If you don’t leave now, I’ll throw you out. The sight of me makes me want to throw up”.

On top of what I am feeling myself, I wish I knew how much pain Hellcat is in. As much as I’m hurting I know Hellcat is hurting too if not more so. I wish I could repair it. I wish I could fix it and remove all her hurt and pain.

It’s not because I’m a douche bag. It’s because I tried to fit a polyamourous relationship into a monogamous model. I tried to remain faithful to who I am while trying appease MS and fit pseudo-monogamous paradigms into polyamourous paradigms. What happened is that now matter how hard I tried, “the marriage” and the “primary relationship” based on MS’s rules always won. In the end, I made choices that made MS happy rather than myself or Hellcat happy and ultimately lost her trust and Hellcat.

I don’t know how fucking long it’s going to take to get over this. This is the 3rd longest relationship in my lifetime, and probably the most intimate right up there with MS.

I am so fucking emotional now; angry at myself for the choices I made, angry at MS for not understanding and for forcing those choices on me. And at the same time, feel like my whole world has collapsed. I invested so much in Hellcat to lose it so fucking fast.

The tears and sobs come and go. I want to make it better for her and me but can’t.

Hello my Fellow Fuckers. Cross posted another douche-bag on the wall of shame today at the Douche Bag and Diva Chronicles.

Mr. Jackpot is now available on the Wall of Shame

Hello my Fellow Fuckers! Post #3 is live in the Douche-Bag Chronicles! Check out Mr. Ok!


Posted: March 27, 2014 in Uncategorized

So my Fellow Fuckers, I’ve decided this forum here is not the best location for the Douche-bag and Diva Chronicles. Therefore I’m moving then to their own space. As of today, the chronicles can be found on the Wall of Shame at http://douchebaganddivachronicles.wordpress.com.


I will still link to it directly from here. But, this will allow me to post on more public sites and maintain my anonymity here.


P.S. I need more submissions! If you have any dating disasters, dating site fails, please send them to me!

Hello my Fellow Fuckers! Go check out Mr. Bold in the Douche-bag/Diva Chronicles