Have you ever been going through shit, and have that feeling in the pit of your stomach and think its related to your partners ENM journey but it's really not?

Me too fam, me too!

Let me break this down for you. I had my very first official date on Saturday. We went out to an early dinner/late lunch, and then hang out at my house for a little bit. Nothing sexual, not even a kiss goodbye. This was my first date with a girl ever, and it was so, SO fucking nice y'all. I felt zero pressure and it really validated my sexuality.

Now, here's the kicker. A UTI sprung up on the same day. UGH! (all the ladies reading this know this struggle) so, what did I do? Like any decent feral but dignified woman desperate to resolve the angry vagina, I got some meds. 🤣 Macrobid to be exact. Now, here's the ringer. Macrobid has this really quirky cute side effect (noting the sarcasm in this post). Macrobid can really fuck with your depression and anxiety. It's rare but it can happen. Guess whose a rare kinda girl? it's not fun to be rare this time y'all not only that, I'm ovulating, and my PMDD likes to show up then too. Fucking yaaaayyy! Not.

Guess who has his first overnight FINALLY scheduled, after MONTHS of planning?! My beautifully handsome amazing hubs.

FUCK!!! ME!!!!

🎶Maybe it's non monogamy, maybe its the meds!🎶🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Sometimes y'all, its not insecurity, its not you, sometimes its outside shit and we conflate it for that. Lighten up on yourself. Especially if life is hard for you. You got this. I'm so excited for him, the compersion is nice when its not being masked by my body and medication.

Clear skies, clear skies 🤣🤣🤣🤣 if you get the reference you'll get a cookie.