@gailcalled True, observant and interesting. I chose to reply to you – not ignoring the others – but rather to answer your questions – so to speak – that I must ask myself really. The others here, those who know me a bit and those who simply responded – may simply read this – if they are so inclined.
Chyna, Lilly, Auggie, Leslie and maybe the Bubs and a few others have seen this type of question from me periodically – and have even talked to me about this relationship over the years. Yes, tis the same woman – eight years now – on and off and on and off.
Not that I think my personal relationship is anyone’s business – nor do I think for a moment I could understand the real private intricasies of someone elses’ – just as I don’t expect it of someone to understand mine – expecially as I give very, very little information. It was more a rant, a kvetch a sharing of my problem on the spour of the moment. Something I’d so in chat and almost expected it to be modded. I don’t think there is a perfect Social type question anymore – and I certainly don’t think this is meant for General. So I asked it here. No-one would come in and just start mouthing off anyway – so what’s the problem? My asking it here doesn’t make it more or less real and serious. Besides: one can flag here, too.
I don’t feel I have to explain myself, I don’t feel I have to be defensive. My self-deprecation is based part on truth part on humour – which is subjective of course.
I also attempt to write in such a way as to get an answer from someone – opening a window into how they think; for what is advice, really. I call it a wunday question. It’s personal: but it’s asked in such a way as to elicit an answer from vets who know me a bit; newbies who can identify with the theme.
Empathy, sympathy, pop-psychology and all that – it’s just fun – even when it’s a painful subject. Sometimes, it even hurts so good. Those who haven’t experienced loss and or divorce, may not understand.
I hope they don’t and wish them a long monogamous life.
Hey – it’s only fluther after all. I lurve everyone here – but you gotta take it with a grain of salt. No-one here has actually sat down with me and discussed the last eight years – and what the q is all about anyway?
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose…
Freedom for me is not about sex or monogamy – it’s about a lifestyle – and geography – which she insists I adapt to – claiming she cannot come to live with me. I wish she would – really!
I’m feeling a little too old for such a dramatic change. Bottom line.
Let’s say it would be like an Inuit moving to New York; an Aboriginal moving to Kiev.
But hey – if this is still interesting anyone – they may ask an open-ended question. It’s hard to reply to rhetoric and sarcasm. Not that you were.
:-)