Now that I see how you interact with the puppy, I'm not sure we should be having kids soon. I mean you are great about many things, but you get whiny and mean when the puppy has kept you up or woken you up early. What do you think a baby will do? It might help if you went to bed at a decent time, you know.
at the party, I made out with your friend Rob. Then, I made out with Aaron. THEN, I made out with Aaron's wife.
Last week you told me that you still loved me but you aren't in love with me anymore.
I've stood by you through so much the last 7 years. I've been a good stepmom to your kids and a good mom to our kids. I'm sorry I didn't get help with my postpartum until now, but who cares because now you don't love me?
Go to hell. I've always been there for you and always loved you. Why do I deserve this shit from you?
You are the greatest. You never complain, you never put me down, you are just there, for me, and our family all of the time....our son adores you and our new adopted daughter worships the ground you walk on. When I mentioned the other day maybe adopting again, and special needs this time, you said "our van has enough seats, let's look into it".
You are everything that my first husband was not. I love you so much!
A loving wife.
Today I uploaded our digital pictures and came across one of you and the
baby. I caught you by surprise and you're both looking at me with the
biggest, brightest, most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen. I felt an
immense rush of love for you then, and I couldn't wait for you to come home
so I could kiss you.
When you got home from work, your breath smelled like Marlboro Reds and I
had to turn away. I wish you understood how much this disappoints me.
Ok, here it is...
I don't know if I love you or not, even though I tell you I do. I feel very strongly for you and I've known you a really long time, but love? I don't know. What I do know is that I should have slept with you when I had the chance, and that having hot, dirty sex with you is constantly on my mind. And you want to be with me - you want me to just say 'yes'. And instead I say 'no' because I choose to stay faithful to my marriage and not cheat. I'm a mother of small children and married and won't cheat just for sex - even though the sex would be mind-blowing. Yes, my husband is thoughtless and dreadfully boring in bed and a cheater himself. The temptation of sex with you is still not enough to make me want to risk losing my family. Why? Because even though I want to be with you, what kind of life could we have together if he left me for cheating? Seriously. Get a job. Get a real place to live. Have some ambition in your life! Make some MONEY. I know you're an 'artist' and you feel compelled to follow your dreams - but you are 35 years old. No one is banging down your door, no one is going to 'discover' you. I might be able to really love you, if you could just do something worthwhile with your life and earn my admiration.
I haven't had sex with my husband but a handful of times the entire year, and those times have been excrutiatingly dull and mechanical. That will not change - I am doomed to a nearly sexless existence. Still, I prefer safe and boring and secure to hot kinky sex every day with a loser. No amount of awesome sex is worth risking my family, not for someone who won't get a JOB. So you wonder why I won't cheat? THIS is why.
We are separated and I have our kids. You’d think that if you truly wanted to stay married, you’d kiss up a bit. Apologize. Quit giving me constructive criticism. As the counselor said, “You are going to lose your wife, if you continue providing constructive criticism. She considers it abusive. “ You chose not to stop. Well, buddy…ya lost me. My attorney is sending you the papers this week. Oddly enough, I don’t feel sad but rather a huge sense of relief.
Yes, your obesity is a problem.
You're not even thirty yet, and already have sleep apnea. You sleep
constantly, and I really think it's because of your weight and the apnea.
You're missing out on time with your son, and I'm afraid if you don't lose
the weight you'll miss out permanently. I'm afraid to send you to the
doctor for a physical, because I'm afraid we're going to find out you're
diabetic, among other things.
And it DOES impact our sex life.
I know you've been losing weight, and I AM proud of you, but it's a CONSTANT
battle, and it's tiring for me to have to watch you constantly to police
everything you put in your mouth. Getting you to exercise is nearly
impossible. I can't help but wonder: if you really wanted this for
yourself, would I have to be on you every single day like this? Would you be
fighting me every step of the way like this? Sometimes I feel like I'm doing
as much work as you are, for YOU to lose the weight. And it's a really
thankless job. You've told me, when I complain, that you do appreciate what
I'm doing, but still every day you act like it's ME imposing upon YOU with
I love you, and I want to spend the rest of our lives together. And I know
you think I'm exaggerating when I say this, but sometimes I worry that the
rest of our lives isn't going to be that long ... because you're not even
thirty and you already STOP BREATHING WHEN YOU SLEEP.
Everyone – family, friends, and my customers – helped me celebrate my 38th birthday. It was lovely. I felt so warm and loved. My husband called and made me cry. He badgered me until I cried. What would have been wrong with calling and wishing me a happy birthday? Invite me out to dinner. What about a card or present. He wants me to dismiss the divorce. Hmm….how about showing a bit of kindness?
When you kiss me I secretly puke in my mouth. I have hated you ever since I found out you were still talking to her. No you did not have sex, but telling her you love her and want to have a family with her is worse. Secretly meeting with her and finding ways to see her. You tell me you love me? I think you just say that so I won't walk out. So many times I have walked out. But I walk back because the home is my security. I am so glad you spend most of your time out of town to work. Thats my piece of mind. And don't think I am a dumbass when you ask me what I am doing every second of the day. Making sure I am not going to visit you and screw up your secret life. Good God idiot. I hate that I hate myself for staying. I hate that I always want to know whos calling. You get mad and ask me whats wrong when I go into a daze? Well asshole how about feeling like Im second place. I am tired of rehearsing and putting on a show for all of our friends and family.
You say you keep trying to make things better? How are you doing that. By talking in your sleep of how much you love her and want to be with her. When I ask you about it you say you have no idea why your thinking this. Once again idiot. I am so tired of lying to you all the time about how things are getting better. I say that so you will just leave me alone. Your constant need to be around me now is a little to late. Your love letters saying how sorry you are, ya your a sorry piece of work and I just toss them away.
I keep asking myself why I will not leave. There is only one reason. You are an incredible father and have never made the children feel like they are second place. You give them so much attention and make their world so much better. They don't know you have lied. They don't know you have made mommy cry. They don't know that this year you have taken home the idiot award. I will never tell them. They don't need to know.
I wish I could tell you that you have completely destroyed me. Destroyed my faith in you and what we once had. I dont trust or or belive anything you say. I also hope you just walk out the door and not come home. That would make things easier for me, for the kids no but for me yes. So I will just go on daydreaming that the whore leaves her husband and comes to get you.