I don’t know exactly how it happened.
One minute we were on a walk with our four year old daughter and dog, talking about the mundane minutia of our life when I heard myself telling him “You know, I am finally really seeing a difference with the zoloft. It’s taken awhile, but I honestly don’t care about your ridiculously inappropriate relationships with your exes. In fact, the idea of polyamory doesn’t seem half bad!”
I thought I meant it as a joke, the way it slipped off my tongue so unconsciously surreptitiously.
I never expected him to agree with me.