I am finding myself at the end of a rapidly fraying rope. It is bad enough that you never tell me that you love me, or tell me im beautiful, or anything even close to it. i do EVERYTHING for you. I cook, I clean, I take care of the animals, I do the grocery shopping, and I work more than you. It is not your right, naturally, as a man to sit on your ass, play computer games, or watch your DVR-ed shows. While I go shopping, clean up and make you something home-made to eat for dinner every night. Last night was it. I don't know if I can take it much longer. I was on the verge of tears at that party last night. I have to BEG you to go with me, then we get there and you act like i don't even exist. Not to mention, i had to stop to get beer and what-not on the way there, and you take credit and carry it in. You dont't even speak to me in public. If I walked into the same room as you, you would leave no more than 1 minute later. I'm not stupid, I do realize it. I try to talk to you, and you give me one word answers before you get up and walk away. We were all taking pictures, laughing and having a good time. When i was taking a picture or my drunk friend and we were all laughing you looked at me with this mean face and said "what are you doing? why are you taking a picture? knock it off, what the fuck are you doing" I just stared at you and then walked away. You ruined the entire night for me. And you embarrass me in front of my friends. They notice how you treat me too. Which makes it all the more humiliating for me. I don't know why you act so ashamed of me in public. We have all mutual friends who like us both. well, sorta like you, i guess. I am pretty, nice, and get along with everyone. All i want is for you to acknowledge us, just once. I don't think that it is too much to ask considering what i do, and put up with for you. You need to change. You're only making yourself look stupid to everyone.
Well were about to get married in four months, but I'm not even in the slightest way sexually attracted to you. I never wanted to marry you in the first place but my sorority sisters and my family are pushing me into what is going to be the BIGGEST mistake of my live. I hate it when your top of me I have to pretend that you are someone else. I avoid looking in the eye I watch tv everytime. I hate giving you head too you take so long to get off my body almost cramps up from being on my knees so long! I HATE have sex with you. Remember those two times I told I said that it hurt in all actually I yelled the man of my dreams name. Your the most horrible kisser ever too. I hate being in public with you your so gross. I know that you love me more anything but I dont honsetly love you or even like in the slightlest bit... I'm NOT going to marry you after writing this!!!! I feel so much better now!!! THE WEDDING IS OFF!!!
The wedding is off
You work days and I work nights. You greet me at the
bus stop with our dog, because you do not want me
walking home alone at midnight. I tell you,"Please
don't worry and get more sleep instead." You refuse
and Damn, I feel so cherished. I love our walk home
together. I love holding hands and catching up on our
days. I love you so much.
Yesterday, when you belittled me over nothing, I came
a hair's breadth away from a separation from you. I'm
tired of the bad attitude, your job taking precedence
over everything, your half-assed attempts at
housework, the procrastination, the impatience, the
know-it-all-ness, our money hemorrhaging into your
useless computer games and hobbies, and the bad sex.
Your apology today helped, but I'm not sure if it was
enough. I'm not sure I love you anymore. I'm not
sure I even care.
My dear husband
I read this site regularly and have submitted a few confessions myself. My confession today is, I can’t help reading the posts from the women who are being hit on by married men and I feel a little tremble inside thinking, “Is that my husband she is talking about?” It’s silly, it really is, but you did cheat on me six years ago, and I really want to believe that I forgave you and I just can’t forget, because honestly I think deep down I know you wouldn’t make that mistake twice, I pray you wouldn’t. But sometimes I get so fearful and anxious about it, that I can’t breathe and I just can’t trust you. I love you so much, and I think we need counseling, I don’t know what the time limit is on “healing” from an act of infidelity, you seem to think I am way over due with it, and that I should not hurt from it anymore. My one thought for you is this, imagine some other man touching me and kissing me the way you do, really really imagine it. It knocks the wind out of you doesn’t it?
Honey, it's really sweet that you want to help me around the house. Really sweet. But let's take a minute and go over some minor details.
When I am loading the dishwasher, it is not helpful to come in after I've loaded 99% of the dishwasher to rearrange the dishes and squeeze one more plastic lid in the rack and announce that you are helping. It makes me feel like a child who has to be supervised constantly who can never do anything the right way or good enough for your arbitary standards.
When I am doing laundry, do not come in after I have transfered 99% of the washer into the dryer then grab those last few socks and place them into the dryer. Do not then grab the dryer sheets out of my hands and announce "it's a good thing I was helping, otherwise you'd have forgotten the dryer sheets." You're an ass. I have never forgotten the dryer sheets.
When I am compiling the weekly grocery shopping list I always ask if there is anything you need/want. So in the middle of the week, don't chastise me for not getting whatever random item you need. Did you forget where the four grocery stores near are house are located? Go there your damn self!
If you want to help, how about picking up your laundry and putting it in the hamper. It's a damn treasure hunt throughout the whole house every week. Or you could clean the bathroom (and yes that would mean that you have to use cleaning product) before the bathroom becomes a bio waste land. Or you could cook dinner a night or two a week. Just some suggestions.
This afternoon, I was reading and fell asleep. I didn't intend to fall asleep - I just did. Instead of waking me up, you went and got our child from school - letting me have an unexpected blissful afternoon nap. I heard you say to her "Shhh, Mommy is asleep" when you got back. Those are the moments when I love you more than ever.
My my husband:
At times, you disgust me. Your complete and total lack
of hygiene makes me vomit in my mouth a little. Boy,
did you have me fooled when we were dating. Now, I'm
lucky if you shower twice a week, even after working
for 12 hours at a time in hot, sweaty conditions. It's
absolutely revolting, and you wonder why I never want
to have sex with you. I am not letting you put any
appendage that is on your smelly, sweaty, greasy body
anywhere in/on/near mine. No, I will not cuddle with
you. In fact, it pisses me off that you get into our
clean bed and rub your dirty self all over my clean
600 tread count sheets. Sheets I bought so that we
could enjoy the way they felt, together, naked in the
bed. So much for that idea! Take a freaking shower,
get rid of the funk, and then maybe, just maybe, we
I am so tired.
I hate that I don’t know how I feel sometimes. You told me last year that you wanted a divorce. I know you feel differently now, but it kills me to know that it was an option to you, even for a minute. You told me that you just didn’t want to be unhappy with me anymore, nevermind what would have happened after everything was said and done, you just didn’t want to be miserable with ME anymore. You even planned on *giving* me the tax return as a *parting* gift. I am so sorry, but that is sooo wrong.
We have gone to counseling since then, you have realized that it is your issue, not mine, and that’s great. I just wish you would have figured that out before putting us 2 grand into debt for SELFISH SHIT. You were tired of making all of this money, only to turn around and not be able to spend it any way you wanted. Wow, life sucks as a grownup with a house and kids. Get over it.
You are a great guy, when you try. I am so tired of seeing friends with husbands who pull their heads out of their asses to play with their kids, only to know that you will be playing video games the moment we are home. I am tired of you playing the perfect daddy out in public, only to come home and ignore your kids all night. It hurts. I know I am not the best mom, but I think if I had a little help, or a partner in the parenting thing, I would be so much better. I am tired of doing it all while you play and ignore us all.
I know I can ask you for anything and I get it. But, guess what, I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO ASK ALL THE DAMN TIME. Sometimes, you should be able to look around, and see. See that the kids want to spend time as a family, see that the dishes need doing, or the wife needs attention. You wonder why I don’t have as many orgasms, well, how long has it been since we spent time together relaxing? Not the movies, not going out on the town, just at home, spending time talking. I love you, and I know I didn’t make a mistake marrying you. I know you are the man that was made for me. I know you had a hard time this past year. I know so much. What do you know?
(Just thought you all might enjoy the things that come into my inbox - not really a confession I suppose - but still....)
I have to say that I stumbled accross this site while researching sites to
make my wife smile. I am in a state of shock over how any women could stay
in a marriage they hate or even sleep in the same house with a man the
loath. Some of your thoughts expressed on this site are reflective of a
inner hate that is cancer. You are WOMEN ! Much stronger then men. The
pillars of marriage. Heres a mans point of view for all you hume are not
married to a real man. WE ARE ALL FAILURES ! We just process the failure
diffrently. Egos are a major part of our exsistence. Take me for instance. I
love to be soft to women. However I can not be soft to my wife. It is a
battle, a War. Why? who knows. I do recognize this fact and she really does
as well. " WHY CANT YOU SAY SOFT KIND WORDS TO ME LIKE THAT?" heres why. we
are adversary's 50% of the time. This is a scary truth. Think about it!
Really! If your honest, you will see that a majority of the discord between
a husband and wife is generated by WHAT? Oh I dont know, maybe IF YOU TALKED
AND WHERE SPITING ALL THIS GARBAGE OUT OF YOUR MOUTH ON THIS SITE INSTEAD OF
TOO YOUR HUSBANDS, MAYBE THEY WOULD OPEN THERE EYES! I WOULD THIS STUFF IS
SCARY. IF NOT? THEN YOU WHERE NOT MEANT TO BE TOGETHER IN THE FIRST PLACE,
OR YOUR JUST TO WEAK TO SEEK A BETTER LIFE FOR YOU AND THE MAN YOU CHOOSE
TO MATE WITH.
We dont understand when you dont or cant be REAL.When you have a feeling of
slightness on your minds of a failing marriage. I hate when my wife berates
me. But I love her for it. My amazon women is a wonderful lady. A staunch
defender of me, AT LEAST she lies well about doing it. But I even love her
for the lie. BE STRONG LADIES. BE HONEST WITH YOUR HUSBANDS. Know that when
a real man hears the truth, 1 of 2 things happens. He 1, Opens his eyes and
make the drastic changes need to appease his much loved wife, and make her
happy. Or 2, he remains preplexed as to how he never saw it coming. You all
should take a page from the mans book on marriage. basic 101, if shes not
bitching all is good. I wish you could understand the premise behind this
approach. WE REALLY ARE OBLIVIOUS to any thing being wrong. TELL HIM YOU
HATE HIS TOUNG IN YOUR MOUTH! TELL HIM YOU THINK HES COLD AND DISTANT! TELL
HIM YOUR NOT ATTRACTED TO HIM ANY MORE! who knows maybe he'll brush is
teeth, lose some wait, read a book on good marriages, or JUST MAYBE, he will
hear you pain, tears, and cry's. And thus make the changes that any real man
would make for his queen. IF he dosnt take it well, then hes not a real man
I replied to this form because I know whom I am. A REAL MAN. Honest with my
wife. demoralized by thinking that the women I love would harbor some if any
of the thoughts that are on this site. YOU women are the root of life on
this planet. Be happy, Be of a peacful mind and know that in truth and
courage you may just find your prince.
A loving and loyal Husband