On Being a Circus Oddity

My life is decidedly outside the mainstream, as are the lives of many I know and love. It doesn't feel weird to me, it's just me in my skin doing what I do. To others, my being a polyamorus kinky bisexual Dominant former lesbian now straight.ish, seems often to be cause for curiousity. Sometimes close friends sometimes are impatient for my next adventure. I don't mind that so much, as I love to tell stories from time to time, especially those wherein I'm an idiot in some way or other. But, I do not much like to feel as though I'm a circus act. That purely chaps my former cowgirl hide.

Last evening I met a man who basically interviewed me for an hour and a half before I finally said NO MORE. Getting to know someone -- I seem to recollect that works best when it's a dialog, not an interogation. I get that we learn from others' experience. Naive and unchecked curiosity is tedious. Do your homework on a subject and learn online or something. Or, at least make sure you're not talking with a curmudgeon who, despite being freakish, prefers to choose with whom and how much she shares her freakishness.