Love will be the death of us

tl,dr: Dude cheated on his wife with other people (without decency to actually get a lay out of it), convinced wife to open relationship to justify future cheating (this time with sexings), and then is surprised when a) wifey has more luck and b) gets with kid. Marriage dissolves.

Oh, and then author rattles his cup for a Patreon.

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As Ellison, love ain't nothing but sex misspelled.

If you need to cat around, just be honest about it. Don't dress it up with this theatrical new-age bullshit, don't suddenly try to "open" your marriage: just admit you like sleeping around, and make your peace with it.

There is no One. There are also no Many that will make you whole. There are a just a bunch of people that you'll enjoy the company of before you too die and turn into wormfood.

Just go out there and enjoy the fucking, and please spare us a Medium article about your pseudo-free-love hijinks.