Friday, May 16, 2014

I See Fire

I am at an impasse with my mates.

Alex and I have an open relationship. He's added two others to our group, which we call a pack. I have no problem with this. I want that to be clear from the start. I have no problem with Luna and Raven, nor am I angry/jealous/whatever Abrahamic ideology that you think that I should be feeling.

We don't have housing for the entirety of the pack right now. The girls and I are staying with Alex's mother Robin in her one-bedroom apartment in town. Alex and Luna are staying out at the Farm in a warehouse that has a couple of rooms build into it. Raven is staying with her mother up in Michigan. When the decision to move in together, I had a cat, as did both Luna and Raven.

The plan was I would buy a house when I got my disability backpay. I have been very up front with the fact that this would be my home and I would be making legal steps to make sure that it would always be mine, even when Alex and I have our handfasting, even if there should be hostile endings. The house would be mine.

Since coming up here from Kentucky, Luna has added numerous fish, another cat (the exact details to be determined), a German Shepard that has been abused, and a puppy of the same breed that will be used to breed the first. When I raised concerns about Serenity (the abused dog), I was first lied to about the ownership and then told that I was being ridiculous and not giving the dog a chance. It doesn't seem to matter that abused animals have more of a tendency towards reacting violently, and that a big dog can do a lot of damage without meaning to do so. Apparently, cats are just as dangerous and since I have no objection to one of those, I shouldn't have anything against a dog.

Luna also cannot stand being in the city. It would make her "go crazy". So she wants a piece of land out in the country, away from everything. She wants to raise chickens, and cows, and start a cat sanctuary. I tried saying that I couldn't do that, only to be talked over.

I can't live in the country, in the middle of nowhere. I can't drive--I would be trapped. Also, farms are more expensive, and HUD doesn't have the same deals for living on a farm that they do for buying a place in the city. But my suggestion of they stay out there on the Farm (as they both have a really good relationship with the lady who owns the Farm and seem to be settling in out there rather than trying to get themselves out), was met with betrayed looks and an incredulous question of whether I really meant to hurt Alex that way.

My choices are give up my opinions on the matter and work for good of the greatest number of people or stand firm and end up hurting everyone. I've already been yelled at for being selfish and threatened to be forbidden from coming onto the Farm, and thus spending that additional day with Alex that I get by going out to the Farm every other weekend. (I only get a few hours on Tuesday and an overnight on Friday night, with him trying to get out to the Farm as quickly as possible on Saturday.) The blackmail worked, and now I can't post anything on Facebook without verifying that it's okay with them.

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