a term used to describe an individual who forms one relationship after another throughout their lifetime.
Apparently, a serial monogamist will attach to another or step into what they think is a serious situation with a general timeline of duration for the relationship. And because the S.M. is generally incapable of staying committed for a long period time it makes their "commitment" purely superficial. But that is not to say the S.M. does not think it is not a deep and loving situation. In fact, it is quite the opposite. In the beginning, every relationship they enter into is glorious, rich, and extremely fulfilling, but it is quickly burned out by their desire to begin another "glorious, rich, and extremely fulfilling" relationship. The S.M. is never single for very long, but not because they are a hot commodity and are quickly picked up again, but because they furiously seek the "other" until they are not alone again.
A more accurate and non-judging take:
A S.M. is an individual who sleeps with one person at a time in what seems to be "committed" relationship. Committed is in quotations because the definition of the word varies from one person to the next. To some, it can be based on their attraction to an individual, committing to having sex with only that person until another individual comes along who creates a stronger attraction, and to others, it is based on the situation, having sex with only one person in a relationship until the relationship runs its course, all the while ignoring attraction to anyone else.
While looking for a flick to place with this post, I came across the Blog of Funk. I found the date to be quite an interesting coincidence - not saying that it was written in august and we're in the month of august, but the actual date 8-07-06. This would've come in handy to me at that very moment. I found it quite endearing, maybe you will too.
I would think it's safe to assume that a majority of people today are serial monogamists - both definitions of the term. Most of us will throw ourselves into a relationship and be super about it. Then when it's over, sulk like a motherfucker; usually because of guilt of breaking up or because of being left behind. It happens. But, if we're fortunate enough and we contemplate the issues of the situation, after the mourning period ends, and hindsight 20/20 kicks in, we learn valuable lessons from the experiences. And, in the end, that's the only thing that matters, we learn.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
-i am so fucking predictable-
so, on a lovely "elevated" drive home tonight, i had an epiphany.
while gliding down wilshire
passing the twinkling lights of the buildings on the boulevard
my past flashed before me.
and it was at that moment i realized,
i have a pattern."