Last night (really late, so I didn't get much sleep), I had a fit of frustration. It's like I've a choice, either give up the greatest woman I know (that's now, so all the previous ones can stop huffing and puffing, because you were the greatest I knew then!) or give up polyamory, and my answer to that choice is a resounding HELL NO!

I was in a state of despair, because it felt like destiny was forcing a choice down my throat. My heart still hurts right now, but I'm finding a conviction that there's another way, a third path that resolves this issue. All we have to do is to see it, be open for it.

Here's hoping for a great future. Somehow, there's greateness at the end of this process, that I know.