WellBeing Wild

Global pandemic polyamory

When government restrictions change for what feels like the millionth time, I rummage through the lengthy list of regulations for signs of myself: for examples of my household, my family and my loved ones. I find none.

I’m polyamorous (translated to “many loves”), meaning I have multiple loving romantic relationships. Most COVID-19 restrictions use the words “household” and “family” but my household — the four walls of my small Brisbane flat — don’t contain all the people I love. Nor do they contain the people my loved ones also love. Gathering us all together would normally be a happy event, but such an event isn’t even doable

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