So I was dating this bigender guy, and while we’re dating, he gets a crush on another guy and suggests we invite him to be a thruple. I don’t really see what’s so hot about this other guy, but he’s nice so I agree.

Then a few days later, My boyfriend says he asked the other guy out alone, but I’m not going to be dating the other guy, so it’s not gonna be a thruple. And I figure I’m okay with that, because I wasn’t really interested in the other guy to begin with, and I technically consented. But for the next month, I feel really shitty and jealous.

And eventually during a mental breakdown a month later, I realise it’s fucking cheating to ask a third party out in a way your partner didn’t consent to, and My misery changes to fury. Fuck that guy.

And anyway, a few months later, the other guy contacts Me, drunk, saying he dumped our mutual ex, and he’s convinced his entire relationship with our ex was a ploy to make Me jealous. And I prefer Hanlon’s razor, but I’m glad My cheating ex got dumped and ended up alone.