Trading Places...

As I've thought about how things have changed between Sally and I over the past years, I came to a remarkable realization -- it's all been merely "trading places"

What do I mean? Well...

The Way It Was

If you were willing to go back and look at some of my earlier posts, you'd see that she had Ranger Rick as her primary (or nesting) partner and she had me (John, eh?) as a secondary.

We had very defined roles.
He was the steady, sexless one that provided for her way of life.
Something she was adamant about would never change... so much for "never," right?
I was the sexy, adventure-filled, "stunt cock" that she had to get what she couldn't get from Rick.

Each of us lived in our separate boxes.
Each of us got whatever time slice she had available for us.
She spent the majority of her time focused on other activities which could distract her from or keep her occupied during those moments in which she might question what she was doing.

The Way It Is NOW

I currently serve as her primary (or nesting) partner and she has The Fool as her (primary) secondary. Fact is that she has a number of relationships as secondary (non-nesting).

We have very defined roles.
I am the steady, (practically) sexless one that provided for her way of life.
She is adamant that "she loves me" and this will never change...
The Fool is the sexy, adventure-filled, "stunt cock" that she has to get what she needs.

Each of us is basically living in our separate boxes.
Each of us get whatever time slice she has available for us.
She spends the majority of her time focused on other activities which (in my opinion) distract her from or keep her occupied during those moments in which she might question what she is doing.

Deja Vu, All Over Again...

Is this just a function of my mood?
Am I just imagining it?

Quite frankly, I don't know.
What I do know?
The similarities are uncanny.

We've gone past the "point of no return"
No matter how delicately I try to address a path forward, it's going to get messy...

Fuck me.