Accepted

 Life is rarely simple, nor easy. It's like a rollercoaster ride and with an overanalyzing mind to go with it, it can get quite messy. Or so I thought.

The last year I have had a secret I thought I couldn't share with anybody. It is a good kind of secret that makes me feel happier than you can imagine. But I keep it a secret because it is not "normal" as society would have it. Though I break no laws nor hurt anyone - except those who wish to govern my way through love and life. To them, I am perhaps the worst thing imaginable: a deviant, a breaker of families, a slut, a sick person incapable of true love and loyalty. "Why can't you be faithful?" is the chorus of their neverending questions. "Why can't you be like us - normal, heterosexual monogamous people who never changes, making the same pattern over and over again? Why do you have to challenge our conceptions? Shame on you!"

But I shouldn't have to feel ashamed. I choose my life and what makes me happy - and I stick with those that build me up instead of those that break me down. I love the way I see fit and yes, it is unconventional. But I'm faithful in every aspect of the word. I'm a sexual being taking my powers back, but I am no slut. And last but not least - my love is not limited to one person. Because love is not a cake - it's a spring of clear, fresh water that never empties. And I choose to share that love - I am polyamorous