so. this is it. everyone told me trying a poly relationship would end in flames, they thought the jealousy would be too much. they were wrong. after 3 years with my girlfriend, 5 years with my wife, 7 months in the bottom of a bottle and 6 months of failed recovery. they can't handle my relapses anymore, so here I am, back at my parents house, heartbroken and painfully sober, no job, my wife lost my car keys and the entirety of my wallet, and proceeded to destroy every gift she got for me that meant something. that was three days ago, and tomorrow I'm going to the bank with my ex girlfriend to take my name off the joint bank account. I can't help but remember all those times I had considered what the proper etiquette of suicide is.