
Several of my poly friends and acquaintances have implied recently that the reason we haven't "come all the way out" regarding our new lifestyle is because we are really ashamed of ourselves. That in reality we are living two lives and are building a smoke screen of lies around us.
Well, you know my first reaction to anything accusatory or challenging is to get angry first. After I ranted to Jolyon about it I sat down and did some serious thinking about my feelings.
It's true I AM afraid of certain members of our extended family finding out the changes we've made recently, but I've come to the conclusion that just because I'm afraid of the consequences, fall out and confrontation it would bring doesn't mean I'm ashamed of what I'm doing and it doesn't mean I live two lives.
I mean, Jolyon and I have told our kids, all three are older and we felt able to handle the news without too much freaking out. We told them mainly because we never wanted them to think that there was any cheating going on between us and because we didn't want them to think mom and dad were on the verge of divorce. Surprisingly, the older two took the news very well and were even happy that Jo and I were apparently so happy together and in our decision. The other reason we told them was to allow them to ponder different concepts of what relationships are, what they mean to those involved and that things don't always fit, or have to fit into that nice little conformity box. There is freedom in this life to be who you are if you have the courage to do it. We also told my two brothers that are the closest to our family for the same reasons.
What we haven't done is told Jo's family who are deeply conservative christian and our friends who attend the same church congregation we do. We would be ignorant to assume that there wouldn't be irrevocable damage done if we announced our new endeavors, that there would be some severing of ties and the ending of some beautiful relationships because of their religious convictions.
In some respects I feel strongly that it's nobody's business who we choose to love or fuck or simply date. Why is my sexual orientation any of your concern? What I do in the privacy of my bedroom with my husband is my business, is it not? I was reading this week from I Thessalonians chapter four verse eleven says,
"Make it your ambition to lead a quiet life, to mind your own business and to work with your hands just as we told you so that your daily life may win the respect of outsiders and so you will not be dependant on anybody." (NIV)
If we are happy, Jo and I, truly in love and have a deep respect and concern for the other, if we are not cheaters, if our "lies" are simply that of omission of private and intimate details, if we are kind and gentle and encouraging to those around us, if we give and help and teach and sacrifice are we really so bad?
Should we walk in shame for loving more and more and more? I am not ashamed.
I am afraid of losing things that are fragile and precious But I choose to live my life, it will not live me.