A new turning-point

Bangkok, Thailand, November 7th, 2020.

It’s my 3rd day in Thailand, still in quarantine.

The moment at the airport 3 days ago was extremely difficult. I said goodbye to my family, my close friends, and him … knowing NOTHING how long this trip might take and when I can meet them again…

I remember crying a lot. And I have never been a crybaby.

The last 2 weeks before the flight was tough. I just didn’t feel RIGHT leaving everything behind and get on a plane, going to another country. However, now that I’m typing these words on my computer and I have recalled moments like this happened a lot before.

I am always a hesitant and indecisive person, can’t make up my own damn mind. I want to have many options but then I don’t know which choice I should make and I’m always afraid of choosing. As a result, life needs to kick my effing ass to make me choose one over another. And the rep from Thai company has to give an ultimatum whether I go or I will never go. That’s just to add to the context how I end up being in Thailand during the Covid-19 time.

How photogenic it was, the city I don’t have any loved ones beside

Landing off…

I was taken to the Alternative State Quarantine (ASQ) right after. It’s a hotel in which I will spend my 14 days. My company had prepared the laptop in advance so I would be having training sessions during my time in ASQ. Which is something good, because it helps me get my shit together, not to waste my time whining and pitying myself u know?

The hotel is beyond expectation. I’m not allowed to go outside the room until the 7th day so they bring food 3 times/ day to my door.

And I heard that I would be work from home at least until the end of the year (How awesome!! Travel all the way to BKK to WFH!!).

I need to sign a whole bunch of documents including all the confidential things on Day 3. Feel like a secret agent right now. Yet to mention no phone, no gadgets, no food or drink during working time, etc… But so far I’m still alive in this Siam country…

The 1st weekend is also pretty tough because I have a lot of free time thinking nonsense. I have been spending all the weekend time with my boyfriend so now without him, it feels empty and unbearable…

And here’s to the one who cried during this scene on Lalaland…

Until next time ~

I am mono and my bf wants to be poly

Just to add to the context, my bf is a foreigner and I’m Vietnamese. We met through dating app in Vietnam. It’s common here to consider a Tay ‘fuckboy’ who wants to sleep with as many women (in his case, shemale also) as possible. He is, on the other hand, stated it quite clearly from the beginning he wanted an open/ poly relationship because I were about to leave the country in a few months and he’d just got out of a long term relationship (5 years) when we first met in Feb.

Long story short, we stepped into the relationship because we just clicked so well emotionally and physically. He agreed to commit to me until I leave and our exclusivity, even if it’s only temp, was one of the most important things that made our love so special to me because I know that agreeing to commit means doing something against who he’s really is because he’s afraid to lose me. That would raise a question to me: Do I really love him for who he is (with all the unique qualities about him) or do I love the concept of a relationship with him only being loyal to me?

Recently, I understand 1 crucial thing after asking him why he wants to be poly: it’s from his sexual orientation from a long time ago after years of years finding his kinkiness and effort to accept who he really is.

If the poly person is poly by sexual orientation, it is no more realistic to expect them to be thrilled with monogamy than it is to expect a lesbian to be excited about being married to a man. Conversely, monogamy can also be a sexual orientation, and mono-leaning folks should not be shamed or badgered into polyamory against their wishes. Badgering leads to false consent and, very soon after, relationship meltdown.

Elisabeth A. Sheff Ph.D., CSE

Do I really love him for who he is or do I love the concept of a relationship with him being only loyal to me?

So, I don’t know. I obviously value him as he is very much. He is intelligent in a mean and arrogant way. He’s a straightforward and knowledgeable outsider which doesn’t want to be mainstream or common, and I find him attractive the way he is. But a person becomes special to me above all when there can be established a deep, shared connection I couldn’t find elsewhere. I have one heart to give out as a whole. Being able to trust that my partner will cherish the one heart I have and choose to give him is what love is to me. And I want to be loved in the same way. Clearly and sadly, he doesn’t think the same way as I do.

To me grabbing a cock and holding hands are 2 completely different things

This is what he told me which can describe exactly his idea about poly.

To him, sexual and emotional connection are different. However, to me both sexual and emotional exclusivity are important, but if I had to choose, then clearly emotional is more important. But sexual is just as important, so I don’t want a scenario where I need to say which. Knowing all of this is the key to feeling secure in my relationship. BUT. Let’s count how many times he talked about how attracted he ALWAYS is to a special female friend that he has; about how he still has feelings for his ex-girlfriend; and how big of a crush he has with a Hanoian woman and tons of times he was swiping Tinder in front of me and complimenting how big their booties/ boobs are, etc

And he always tells me that I’m too jealous and insecure :).

Possession can be beautiful too, u think?. It means you give yourself to one person worth giving your love to. Perhaps the difference between mono and poly is that mono has one heart to give and polys have multiple or infinite. I have one. That’s all I have to give and all I want back. I want a whole, not one part.

I don’t think he knows what he wants to gain and what he can give when he’s a poly, I mean either if he wants to have multiple sex partners or to provide intimacy to multiple romantic partners.

It’s just too frustrating, u know? …

“Becoming polyamorous saved their relationship/marriage from breaking up/divorce”

My bf used to sleep with a wife in a cuckold marriage. The husband was the one who linked them up. My bf loves the idea so much. And if my memory is correct, their marriage became open because they wanted to save to marriage/ to spice it up.

I believe becoming poly to avoid breaking up/ divorce works only extremely rarely (in their case, maybe it works) and far more often. the relationship self-destructs more spectacularly than it may otherwise. Because polyamory is so intense emotionally and requires such concentrated, compassionate communication. And I don’t see the point of becoming poly if people are in a stable relationship that are not experiencing significant conflict. On the other hand, for those in high-conflict relationships, becoming polyamorous to save a relationship works about as well as having a baby to save a marriage—abysmally, don’t u think?

After all, what do I understand about poly as a monogamous gf?

These are all collected from a comment on Reddit. This has answered so many of my own thoughts and questions about polyamory:

  • A lot of being poly is about wanting to love and to share the love (and nothing to do with the individual person) => I understand that it is NOT about me that he wants poly. It’s about who he is.
  • I used to have the feeling that if we were maybe better suited for each other, he wouldn’t have this desire to look outside of our relationship. => that is not how it works. Even if I was perfectly suited for him but his heart keeps demanding to love more and more. And that never changed (and I feel it never will). That is just who he is.
  • I would be happy for him to have someone that he could connect with in a way that I can’t. If that could be achieved within the boundaries of a regular friendship, that would just be a supplement to our relationship and I would be all for it => To people like him, it is NOT about finding “the right one”. This world has 7 billion people and he said that he didn’t believe there would be just one person “right” for him or anyone. Just people who may be very compatible and with whom one could build amazing loving relationships. I am, in that sense, might be very right for him! But others could be as well, for different reasons. And he’s not looking for someone “better”. No “replacement” would ever exist.

And, besides that, if someone wanted to have me exclusively, taking my love for her, and the possibility to love others, away from me, they would automatically not be right for me – the same goes for her

a Reddit commentator

All that said, my feelings are of course totally valid. It’s just something different to what I have been perceiving and P, (I keep repeating to myself) “there’s no “right” or “wrong” there”. And COMMUNICATE FIRST. Figure out exactly how he feels about each of those things and the possible extent of your incompatibilities, possible middle grounds, etc. Then, there may come a difficult decision.

Some last thought …

Maybe it is better not to agree to non-monogamy, just to be with someone, if you don’t feel like doing it for your own reasons. It might end up in a very painful heartbreak. That said, if you want to try it for yourself, there are ways and resources for learning how to deal better with new and challenging situations (jealousy, logistics, etc) that may come about and for which our culture normally does not prepare us in any way. But I believe they will “work” only if you want it for yourself.

LSD 1st trip report

Lần đầu tiên nghe về “chất hướng thần” là những lần đọc báo mạng về những case bad trip: nào là ảo giác, là hoang tưởng … là ti tỉ những thứ mà người Việt Nam mình gọi chung bằng từ “ngáo đá”. Ngay cả cái tính từ để định danh những kiểu high do chất hướng thần cùng drugs và weed mang lại đều mang ý tiêu cực, không thể trách khi cái con mọt sách như mình nghĩ về nó một cách tiêu cực.

Rồi mãi cho tới khi anh bạn trai kể về lần đầu tiên trip LSD ở Pu Luông với hội bạn của ảnh. Mình đã cảm thấy khá khó tin với những trải nghiệm cũng như hơi judmental với cái bonding ảnh cảm thấy anh ta có cùng hội bạn. Anyway, đó chính thức là ngày đầu tiên mình, 1 cách nghiêm túc, tìm hiểu về LSD.

Cú trip đầu tiên…

Dalat, tháng 10, 2020 ….

Location: Terracotta (đây sẽ luôn là nơi mình nhớ nhất mỗi khi nghĩ đến ĐL và even trong các đợt trip sau này)

12h, bọn mình đi ăn trưa, ăn xong, ngậm tem. 30p sau cũng là là checkin phòng, tem bắt đầu ngấm…

13h. Sau khi checkin xong, tụi mình lên phòng, chỉ kịp thảy đống hành lý vào phòng rồi 2 đứa muốn đi dạo. Từ lúc check-in cho tới lúc lên tới phòng, mình có cảm giác floating bay bay, người nhẹ bẫng và mọi thứ như tươi sáng và vui vẻ hơn 1 cách kì lạ. Bọn mình có thể cười vì những thứ chả đâu vào đâu, mình có cảm giác như adrenaline trong mình dâng lên một cách đáng kinh ngạc, kiểu lúc đó có cái bungee jumping ở đó chắc mình cũng dám nhảy í =)))

14h – 17h. 2 đứa đi dạo … Terracotta có 1 cái đường ven hồ vô cùng đẹp và hoàn hảo cho những trải nghiệm trip. Mình đi đợt tháng 10, trộm vía trời ko mưa chút nào. Ngày hôm đó, mình nhớ trời nhiều mây và khí hậu Đà Lạt se se lạnh.

Dưới tác dụng của tem, những ngôi nhà phía bên kia hồ trông như bị ăn mòn dần dần bởi đám rừng thông, mây trôi theo sự lăn tăn gợn sóng của mặt hồ. Có 2 căn biệt thự phía bên kia nhìn như 2 chú mèo đang thu mình giấu sau tán cây. Anh bạn trai cao hứng la lên 1 tiếng thì có tiếng hô vọng lại từ 1 đám đông huyên náo phía bên kia bờ hồ. Cảnh vật và cây cối dưới góc nhìn của mình như có 1 thứ giống như vầng hào quang xung quanh, và chúng đang chuyển động và tỏa sáng.

Mọi thứ cứ huyền ảo và bay bổng đồng thời cũng sặc sỡ, mông lung khó diễn tả…

Sau khi đi thấm mệt, tụi mình kiếm chỗ nghỉ chân, đây là những cái ghế mà tụi mình tự mạn phép gọi là cái cocoon vì ngồi xuống là như lọt thỏm vào và nó ôm lấy người mình như 1 cái kén vậy đó.

Cuộn tròn, bao bọc, ấm áp

17h, peak trip. Bọn mình tìm thấy 1 khu vui chơi dành cho trẻ em trong 1 tòa nhà của khu resort. Chúng nằm cùng khu với spa, cho nên trên loa của cả tòa nhà đều đang phát 1 loại âm nhạc êm dịu. Cái thể loại âm thanh mình hay nghe khi đang thiền hoặc khi mình thư giãn trong spa í …

Lúc đó, không có khách nào xung quanh cả mà chỉ có 2 đứa mình. Trong khu kids corner này có 1 cái trampoline (cái bạt nhún). Mình nằm dài trên đó và 2 đứa bắt đầu trải lòng: nói về nhau, về tương lai, về hiện tại, về gia đình. Trước giờ mình luôn là 1 đứa rất lý tính, lúc này mình như cởi bỏ lớp vỏ mạnh mẽ, quyết đoán, kiên định bên ngoài và trở nên cảm xúc hơn và dễ bị tổn thương hơn.

Mình đã khóc, anh ấy cũng vậy, khóc rất nhiều vì những điểm khác biệt không thể né tránh trong mối quan hệ của 2 đứa, khóc vì phải sống xa gia đình khi cha mẹ đều đang già đi. Và khóc vì trách nhiệm với xã hội, với những quyết định trong cuộc sống mà những người trưởng thành cần phải gánh.

Có 1 khoảnh khắc, mình nằm cuộn tròn trên trampoline, miệng ngậm cây Chupa Chups (Ơn chúa tạo ra Chupa Chups – phát minh vĩ đại cho những cuộc trip). Anh bảo anh đứng ngay trước mặt nhìn mình một lúc lâu nhưng mình không hề nhận ra. Lúc đó đôi mắt mình trông mơ hồ và trông mình như đang trôi đi trong vô thức vậy đó …

18h, lúc này mình bắt đầu nhận ra resort này có rất nhiều bức tranh trang trí vô cùng phù hợp để ngắm khi tripping. Đặc biệt trong khu spa có 1 bức tranh bóng lưng 1 người thiếu nữ, được vẽ đen trắng. Cộng với không gian chỗ sáng chỗ tối và cái thứ âm nhạc tịnh tâm, 2 đứa đã dừng lại trước bức tranh đó cả tiếng đồng hồ để chiêm nghiệm nó. Mình nhìn thấy cô gái trong bức tranh như dần dần bước ra và tiến dần tới mình 1 cách rõ rệt… Nhiều lần mình tự hỏi, những người họa sĩ vẽ những bức tranh này, liệu họ có sử dụng những loại chất hướng thần như vậy để trở nên sáng tạo và có thần hơn không nhỉ?

20h. Ăn tối xong rồi bọn mình về phòng, chọn sofa thay vì giường, 2 đứa nằm cuộn tròn ôm nhau và không nói gì cả. Mình mở playlist về meditation trên spotify để phát qua chiếc loa bluetooth cầm tay mang theo. Lúc này mình đã chả cảm thấy còn hiệu ứng tem gì cả, anh thì bảo vẫn còn… Kệ…

Mình cuộn tròn vào lòng anh..

Ấm áp …

Tattoo Tag!

I never thought I’d be one to get any tattoos. I mean, I never be afraid of needles but you know, growing up in an old-school traditional Northern-parental family, stuffs like dyed hair or tattoo are probably the worst nightmare to my parents. However just over 3 years ago, I decided to be brave and get my first tattoo. And as I’m omw of having one more, I would like to dedicate this post for my precious previous ones:

1. How many tattoos do you have?

Well, I have 4 😉

My former-latest tattoo is a globe with a plane travelling around it. Obviously, it stands for my enthusiasm of travelling. I love travelling. (I mean … who doesn’t?). I love the design of this tattoo which I got the inspiration online. It’s unique to me and I love the red heart coming with the tattoo too. I would rate the pain level at 1 out of 5! as I only remembered feeling itchy but not at all painful.

My second-latest tattoo is an outline of a sun on my collarbone. There isn’t a story behind the tattoo, me and my best friends just decided to get spontaneous matching tattoos. This one did hurt a little more as it’s right on my collarbone but it was bearable. I really don’t find tattoos painful at all, it’s more like a scratching.

My third-latest tattoo is an elephant playing on a planet. People always mistake the planet Saturn but it’s alright. I got the inspiration from the movie Inside Out. The elephant is the baby girl’s imaginary friend when she used to dream to be an astronaut. The moment when the elephant sacrificed himself for Happy hit me so hard that I bursted into tears. That’s why I really wanted to have this tattoo to never take my childhood dream for granted and never forget any of my imaginary friends that I have.

My first one is a sentence, written in Braille alphabet and sits on my ribcage. It has a fucking deep meaning behind it that I always think that only men who deserve to see it will deserve to know the meaning behind it.

2. What is your favourite tattoo?

Probably the 1st tattoo which is the most meaningful to me. I’m about to get another one for my big hero (aka my dad)’s birthday so my favorite tattoo will gonna be replaced no sooner or later

3. How old were you when you got your first tattoo?

I was 23 when I got my first tattoo.

4. What do your parent’s think about your tattoos?

I don’t think they’ve ever seen them. However I’m an adult now and can make my own decision so I think my parents won’t even bother 😀

5. Did you always have a love for tattoos?

Only for the tiny ones with the meaning behind it.

6. What was your inspiration?

Just looking around and seeing what tattoo styles I like, what inspires me in my life and if I’m still going to like them in 10 years or so.

7. Do you plan on getting more tattoos in the future?

Hell yea. I’m going to find an inspiration for a new one really soon. I had my idea already

8.Which tattoo was the most painful?

Probably the collarbone one, as it was right on my bone and it’s very thin skin there so I could feel the needle dragging across my skin more. However I really don’t find tattoo’s that painful.

9. Do you regret any of your tattoos?

I used to think my sun tattoo on my collarbone is quite big. And I did use some coverage to cover it up back then. Now I’m pretty proud of it and love it even more.

1o. What was your least painful tattoo?

My ribs!

I really hope you all enjoyed reading this post. Thanks so much for reading, until next time…

Let’s call it a day …

This is also my first post … my very first story 🙂 So to anyone who is reading this, I thank you with all my heart 

Life always offer you a second chance. It’s called tomorrow

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Hè 🙂

Bài post đầu tiên được ra đời vào 1 buổi chiều của 1 ngày không thể tệ hơn

Mình nhận được tin thông báo cancellation với 1 online date mà mình có nói chuyện gần đây trên facebook. Thuật ngữ Tinder hay dùng là “flake on a date” í kk. Và đương nhiên, mình block tin nhắn anh ta trong 1 nốt nhạc … 🙂

Why?

Because … why not?

Và thế là mình quyết định dùng thời gian vốn dĩ dành cho việc hẹn hò lung tung này vào thứ khác hấp dẫn hơn: Đăng kí 1 lớp piano (mà mình đã từng học và bỏ) và viết blog 😀

Thế đấy… 🙂 Bạn đâu cần 1 lí do hợp lí và chính đáng nào để xách mông lên và làm gì đó mới đâu phải ko? Hẹn hò với chính mình nhiều khi lại ý nghĩa hơn nhiều việc bạn dành thời gian cho ai đó không quý trọng thời gian của bạn.

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