Monogamy: Addressing the Monogamous Anonymous Olympian Group

Good evening, everyone. Welcome to tonight’s meeting of the Olympian group of Monogamous Anonymous. My name is David, and I’m a monogamist.

As a young child, I was an introvert, always on the outside looking in. I secretly longed for a better life full of love and connection. I embraced the fairytale ideals of love—the ones Disney portrayed so vividly. I adopted monogamy as my life’s theme wholeheartedly. I kept myself chaste, believing a princess was somewhere, dreaming of me, just as I dreamed of her.

Being so introverted, I didn’t have to explain myself to anyone nor justify my commitment to this Disney-inspired concept of love. My first love didn’t come along until after high school. I was working in Christian ministry, helping people struggling with addiction. That’s where I met my first wife. We dated, attended Christian college together, married, and started a life. Nine months into our marriage, our son was born. After that, we dove deeper into ministry, building a life around faith and family.

That marriage gave birth to many things—ministries, businesses, and two beautiful little girls. Those were good years, but they were also marked by infidelity—a wound I never fully understood. It was confusing because we both agreed on the ideals of monogamy and fidelity. Still, for reasons I didn’t yet comprehend, my wife struggled to stay true to those values. In hindsight, I wish I could have understood what she was going through, but it felt like an inevitable end at the time. It was so tragic because two people as in love as we were should never have to separate.

After the divorce, I turned to Christian counseling, helping others, and exploring entrepreneurialism while waiting for my next “princess” to appear. Being single as a monogamist isn’t easy, especially in a world that doesn’t understand what it feels like to be hardwired this way. In the seventies, eighties, and nineties, many already saw monogamy as an outdated ideal. Friends didn’t get it, and others who showed interest in me didn’t get it. And so, I waited.

You know, only some of you here truly understand what it’s like. I wasn’t looking for a superficial connection, nor did I seek someone just to fulfill primal urges. I longed for a deeper connection—a partner compatible with my values, traveling a similar path, with a real possibility of a shared future.

Between marriages, I dated women who seemed like they might be the right fit, but I always knew rather quickly whether a lifelong relationship was possible. As a chronic monogamist, I seem to attract women who desire a monogamous man, and while they love the idea of monogamy, they cannot offer reciprocity or sustain fidelity. I’ve been married three times, and some people in my circle call me a “serial monogamist.” But, for me, it’s always been about finding the right person, believing I’d found them, and following that belief with everything I had.

People marry for many reasons, and often, we don’t fully understand each other’s reasons until later on. Then, we do the best we can with what we have without judgment, however painful it might be.

Finding Monogamous Anonymous has been such a blessing. Here, with you all, I finally have a place where I can be understood. I can bask in the presence of those who are also hardwired for monogamy. It helps so much to know I’m not alone in this and that others understand the challenges and the commitment to this way of life.

I know historians, scientists, and anthropologists tell us monogamy is an outdated, impossible ideal, even labeling it an oppressive control tactic invented by the church. But we know it’s not about religion—it’s about the heart. Disney influenced me more than any religious institution. Growing up, I didn’t know much about God, but I knew what I wanted love to look like.

As I grew older, even throughout the sixties, I knew beyond a doubt that true love and monogamy were for me. They felt right, even when society seemed to be moving in a different direction.

So, thank you to all of you, to Monogamous Anonymous, for being here, for being this community of understanding and support. In a world that’s moving farther from monogamy, it’s a comfort to have a space like this. I’m grateful to be here, to share my story, and to offer my understanding to anyone who needs it.

Thank you for listening, and I look forward to hearing your stories, too.

 

Still Believing: A Monogamist’s Hope in a Polyamorous World.

Here I am again. Single. Not broken. Not bitter. Just… here. With my heart still open. Somewhere along the road of this life, I found myself standing in a place that many never speak of, yet so many know intimately: the quiet space between relationships. In this place, I’ve grown stronger, wiser, and, despite everything, still believing. Not in the fairytale kind of love, mind you, not in some Photoshopped fantasy or Disney-fueled delusion, but in the kind of love that two people, fully awake and aligned, co-create through intentionality, trust, and truth. That’s the flame I seek, not the spark, but the sacred fire.

The Monogamous Soul in a Non-Monogamous Culture

Some of us were simply born monogamous. Not out of obligation. Not out of fear. But because it is the truest expression of how we give and receive love.

I’ve spent four decades helping others repair the broken pieces of their hearts and their relationships. I’ve counseled the confused, comforted the betrayed, and witnessed the many shades of coupling, successful and otherwise. I’ve also stood on the same stages as anthropologists who made compelling arguments that human beings are not biologically wired for monogamy.

And maybe they’re right.
But I’m still wired this way.

I’ve tried. I’ve waited. I’ve healed. And I’ve been hurt. I’ve seen partners pledge fidelity with their words while living infidelity in their actions. And each time, it cuts deeper, not just because of the betrayal, but because I believed them. I saw the best in them, and I wanted so deeply to share the journey toward a shared destiny.

So, I spend long stretches in singularity. Not because I can’t be with someone. But because I won’t settle for being with someone who doesn’t match the frequency of devotion I bring to the table.

Why We Keep Looking

I know the question: “Why keep looking?”

Why keep hoping, if the odds are stacked against us?
Why keep believing, when the world around us says “just hook up and move on”?
Because… some of us are built to love deeply, one person at a time. We don’t want to divide our affection. We don’t want to fake our way through life. We don’t want a revolving door of novelty. We want roots. We want growth. We want the real thing.

And yes, I’ve also seen the fire fade.
That initial magnetic, primal heat, it’s intoxicating. It’s the fuel of new love. But what happens when it turns to coals, or worse… goes out? That’s where the real test begins. That’s where love shifts from emotion to devotion.

I’ve coached couples back from the brink. Some have rekindled that passion with new adventures, vulnerability, and honest communication. Others… not so much. And often, I’ve seen that the pursuit of that “first-time fire” leads people down the road of betrayal.

Not because they’re evil. But because they’re chasing a moment that can never be duplicated.

And so the cycle continues.

When You’ve Seen It All… But Still Believe

Even though I’ve seen the damage, the hollowed-out hearts, the broken trust, the faked affection, I still believe.

I still believe there’s someone out there for me. Someone who isn’t perfect, but who is perfect for me. Someone who values trust over titillation, presence over performance, growth over games.

And I believe the same for you.

Even if you’ve been lied to.
Even if you’ve lost count of the false starts.
Even if your heart has been shattered into a thousand pieces.

There is still something sacred about believing.

Tips for the Weary Heart

If you’re tired… take heart.
Here are a few reminders that may help you along the way:

    1. Being alone is better than being with the wrong person.
      Don’t trade your peace for pain. You’re not missing out. You’re preparing for someone who truly fits.
    2. Recognize the signs early.
      If their words say “monogamy,” but their actions don’t align; believe their behavior, not their promises.
    3. There’s no shame in believing in love.
      The world may laugh, but stay soft. Stay open. Real love is rare, but not extinct.
    4. You’re not broken for wanting loyalty.
      You’re not old-fashioned. You’re not delusional. You’re simply tuned into a frequency most have forgotten exists.
    5. Heal, don’t harden.
      Use this time to become the kind of person your future partner will be grateful to meet. Whole. Healed. Honest.
    6. Hope is not weakness.
      It’s your superpower. It’s the light that makes you magnetic to the right person.

To the One Who Still Believes

Maybe you’ve been burned.
Maybe you’re still healing.
Maybe you’ve sworn off love more than once.

But if there’s a quiet whisper in your soul that says, “I still believe,” don’t silence it.
That whisper is the signal. That whisper is the call.
That whisper is your heart reminding you that you are still alive.

You are worthy of a sacred kind of love.
A love that holds you through your seasons.
A love that honors your soul.
A love that doesn’t make you question your worth.

You’re not crazy for waiting.
You’re not weak for hoping.
You’re not alone in your longing.

You are one of us.
And we still believe.

With love, in truth,
~ David