

I think polyamory happens a lot more than we realize. My old roommate had two committed partners for years, one of whom was married to someone else. Everyone knew about each other.
I knew a thruple who were unofficially married and lived together.
They have groups on social media for discussion and support, where I learned anything more than a thruple is “Polycule.”
I’m also basing my opinion on personal experiences, as well as therapy and study on how trauma affects us.
However, like you said, not everyone has the same experience.
Forgive me for assuming that something being “Worse than death” means that death is the superior outcome.