At the start of 2020, I had two girlfriends, was flirting with a dozen hot queers at a New Year’s Eve party, and was expecting it to be my sluttiest, most girlfriend-filled year.
But then the global pandemic came and my two poly, long-distance relationships got a lot more complicated. March arrived, and suddenly I couldn’t fly to Texas or New Orleans to visit my girlfriends.
I couldn’t buy them tickets and fly them to me in Los Angeles. And I definitely couldn’t flirt, let alone hook up with hot locals.I’ve been dating Hope for over three and a half years and Daisy for almost two, but when the pandemic hit, it felt like I had no idea how to be polyamorous, especially poly in two long-distance relationships.