I’ll be honest. I’m sick with anxiety. Literally, physically, ill. My stomach hurts and rumbles with it. My heart flutters when I think about it, when I think about my upcoming trip. I alternate between wanting to see W with an intensity that borders on obsessive to not wanting to…

On APL – Love and BDSM

I’ve written a new post over on A Poly Life: Love and BDSM, in which I talk about the question of whether it is possible to have a fulfilling BDSM-based relationship in which you don’t love each other.