To be accommodating. To be supportive. To be flexible. To bend without breaking.
Sometimes it works. Other times not so much.
I feel like I'm failing miserably. I really am at a loss. Our communication styles are so different and I fear that is going to be the proverbial straw. I *know* I communicate a LOT. I don't push my feelings down, they are on the surface and I know it's tedious. He's already got a lot of "work" on his plate and I don't want to be more for him.
Sometimes I think what might be best for him is for me to slowly bow out and let him forget about me altogether. Being poly is supposed to add to one's life, not take away from. I feel like I ask too much of him and that's not a good feeling.
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