I strongly dislike your feet. The rest of you is nice, but your feet are disgusting.
I'm very angry at you but I can't tell you yet. If I did, I'd tell you I want out of this marriage because you are a huge, demanding, whiny pain in the ass who can't see anything from any point of view but his own.
I want to get over feeling like that before I bring up what's wrong. I mean, besides your self-centered pain-in-the-assness.
Seriously....you created a yahoo account with a benign name so you could respond to women for sex on craigslist (this, after getting nowhere with those sleazy on line dating sites--yes I know all about them). Then you left some parts of the new yahoo mail in history (you thought you were careful enough with deleting) so I could see the new email address. You also used the same password you use for EVERYTHING so I can sign in to your email. Oh, and you think you're being so smart by only sending a "body shot" (no face) of you to these women......you are so freaking stupid - your FIRST AND LAST NAME is on your email address!! Do you know that??? I don't know whether to keep letting you go on with this or do something about it - do you realize all of these craigslist women are hookers??? I always knew I was the smart one, but c'mon..... If you DO something and get CAUGHT with a HOOKER, you could ruin our family.
Why have I done nothing about this so far? I'm seeing just how far you will go. And, also, I'm in love with someone else. We are SO fucked up and nobody would ever guess it from our upper class suburban life :(.
I am so much happier with your son out of the picture. I didn't always feel that way, but this year has been absolute hell thanks to his uncontrollable bitch of a mother and the way she has ruined him. I am terrified that he (or his mom, just as bad) will call because no good can come of it. First, he'll give you some garbage about what a terrible dad you are and then she'll get on the phone and spout some BS. You'll hate her, hate yourself, not talk to me and then get mad at ME. Even though I did nothing wrong, at all.
I've been around since he was 3 years old. We took him on almost every vacation we've ever been on, including our honeymoon. I never ever resented him until all this happened. I don't know how to fix any of it. I love your son and if he could treat you with respect (even a 13 year old is capable of it) I would love to have him back in our life. Until this year, he was an awesome boy who I was proud of. Smart, funny, caring, helpful. His mother squeezed all the good qualities out of him and now he only has manipulation and vitriol. Everyone says that he'll change and see what a fucked up mess his mother is, but I don't believe it. Manipulative adults were once manipulative children.
As we have grown older, I have made a serious attempt to mature in how I behave when we argue. I try to stick to the topic at hand, avoid cussing (very difficult for me and my potty mouth), and use those "I" statements everyone has heard about. Meanwhile, you have regressed. You make personal attacks, you pick on my weaknesses, and you cuss. Every time you do it, it makes me hold just a little more back from you, it makes me build up a little more of a wall between you and my heart, and it makes me love you just a tiny bit less. Is that really what you want? Is it really worth it? You might want to think about that.
If I find your cigarettes I throw them away and hope with all my heart you
won't buy another pack.
This one goes out to my soon to be ex husband:
You're not a good father. You were okay when we were together, but
deciding to stay in Texas after the baby and I moved to California
(where you were supposed to meet us two weeks later) makes you a bad
one. To me, the first requirement of parenthood is being there. If you
aren't in your kid's life, at least in the same zip code, you're not
fulfilling that requirement. Calling me and saying that you're going
to be in a town 10 hours away in a week does not count as an attempt
to see your kid. Text messaging her (she's two, retard) to say I love
you means nothing. If she hears me read that message, she hears my
voice saying, "I love you". If you call her, she hears your voice.
A real parent finds a way, makes it happen. A good father would never
go months without seeing his baby.
I died a little bit the day you signed your rights away to our daughter. I don't think that part of me will ever come back.
I know that you make more money than I do, but I took a job that paid less so that I could be around for our child. Stop punishing me for it. I do not think it is out of line for me to expect your help with a few things around the house. When I ask, do not belittle me, do not threaten me, do not throw a temper tantrum. You are nearly 40; it is well past time for you to grow up. A little laundry or a few dishes are not going to kill you. There is just no way that I can do it all by myself and I am not going to try and kill myself anymore to do it. So either help out or shut the f*@#k up when the house isn’t perfect.
I don't know what it is about you keeps me wanting you more. The sex is great! I enjoy every minute of it, but is that all to it? What about you? Is it that you truly love me or is it the sex? I know u care for me, this i am sure of but when it comes to love, hmm, I'm not too sure. There is a fine line between love and lust and I think we are caught somewhere in between