"I'm an introvert. A writer. A thinker. And differently abled. I need a certain amount of time to myself, alone, or I begin to wear thin. And now I've committed the ultimate sin. I left my child behind."
Polyamory also allowed me to spread emotional risk. Long time practitioners of polyamory would be appalled by this--they call it the 'training wheels' mentality and it objectifies others. They're right. It does. And I did.