I HATE YOU, can't you see I want to be your wife? Why won't you even consider that after four years it is either we talk about getting married or we break up. I don't want to waste four more years with you. You wonder why I am happy one minute, then angry, then depressed, then crying. THIS IS KILLING ME, you are the one, why am I not the one?
Your emails to your ex-husband depict yourself to be a rather jealous and bitter woman. Did you honestly think telling him about your sexual encounters would make him jealous? Do you think he was turned on about you joining some S&M group? It only convinced him how bi-polar you really are and how he made the right decision divorcing you. How do I know? He tells me everything whenever you send him a nasty email or call him to give him a hard time. I gotta thank you for doing so, for we have such great sex after laughing at your emails and I notice that he appreciates me more!
We argued the other night .. it was bad. You're convinced that our little girl 'cries for no reason' because I baby her. I babied our son far more than you ever knew and he wasn't a crier. I think it's just the difference in kids and in genders. But when you BLAME me for it, that doesn't do anything to make you look good in my eyes. It makes angry and hurt. I cry about it because I'm so pissed off I want to kick your ass for saying things like that.
Oh ~ and you need to figure out if it's funny or not when I tickle your nipples. Sometimes you laugh at it and sometimes you get mad. The last time (same night as above) it made you mad and you screamed, cussed and said some horrible things to me.
And here's the Dali ... Women do NOT get their asses beat by their men because 'they run their fucking mouths and don't know when to shut the fuck up." They get hit by their men because their men are ASSHOLE COWARDS with other issues and not much intelligence.
I know as sure as I'm sitting here typing this that you were going to say: You make me want to punch you right in the mouth. You didn't .. you only said part of it. But here's the thing - if I "make" you feel that way than you don't have much self-control. Maybe you should work on that. 'K?
"Grow up" what I feel to be your last words to me. I feel like being
with you did make me grow in many ways. Not ,maybe, in the way you
mean, but growth nonetheless. I learned alot from being with you. I
learned alot about myself, and not all of it is easy to admit to
myself. I am not a very nice person sometimes, I am childish, selfish,
and somewhat spoiled. I am also generous and forgiving, and weak. I
let you walk all over me, treat me like dirt. I was stood up, cancelled
on, kept waiting; I had promises broken, confidences betrayed, and I
forgave, I understood, I waited, I listened to new promises and shared
new confidences, always ready to believe you. Fool me once, shame on
you, fool me twice....
I have taken off my rose colored glasses, I see you for what you
are, not what I wanted you to be, not who I wanted you to be, just who
and what you are. You are not all bad or good, wrong or right, and
neither am I.
I will miss you, more as time goes by and the rose tint clouds my
But for now, I agree with you, too much drama. Mine and yours. Mine
is thankfully under control, funny how alcohol can have such a negative
effect on people and situations, how caring can come across as anger.
Yours is different, understated maybe, but there. I hope you can find
what you want. I hope someday we can be friends. But someday may not
be in the near future. Yet somehow I think that if we ever reach that
point it will be hard fought and well worth having waited for.
I know your ex girlfriend emailed you back. I know she sent a picture. HELLO? We share a computer! Did you think I would not see the pic of her that she sent?
I'm hurt that you never told me. I mean, really, I'm the one who told you to email her back when she contacted you to begin with. I'm hurt that you are hiding this from me and I don't know how to bring it up. Why can't you be honest with me about it?
If you're worried that I am jealous, trust me, NOTHING could be further from the truth. She looks like a 50 year old grandmother with a bad poodle perm. I know I am hotter than she is and always will be. I also know that you would never take her back after all the things she did to you. I also know that you know that this, us, our marriage, is the best thing to ever happen to BOTH of us and we're a team.
I admit, I want you to mention the picture so I can openly gloat. What did you see in her?
I was lying still in a darkened bedroom at 11 o'clock at night. You walked in, nudged me, and asked "are you going to sleep?" No, I'm mowing the lawn, dumbass. And you wonder why I'm so moody and cranky all the time.
I'm starting to hate your step mother.
Some grandparent she's turning out to be.
To my husband:
We are coming up on our 10th anniversary and I don't know if I want to celebrate or run away. I have been so patient after all these years, hoping you would change a little - meet me halfway - to make our marriage stronger. To my disappointment, you have not changed much. You are still smoking, unromantic, unhelpful with household chores, selfish, and rude. I am so very tired of fighting over your ashtray breath and lazy, selfish ways. I really wish you would try to change some of these things for the sake of our family. Don't think I won't leave you because I can and I will. I know we have two small children but what difference will it really make if we aren't together? You only see them for a few minutes every night anyway, sometimes not at all because your work comes first.
I hope you will see what you have before you lose us. I am only still here because I want us to work out so badly. When I married you, I said for better or for worse and I take that seriously. However, everyone has a limit and I'm reaching mine. Please listen to what I'm saying and work on becoming a better husband and father. Your children and I need you and want you to be a part of our lives but if you refuse to change, even a little, our days together as a family will be numbered. I simply cannot go on living an unsatisfied life with you. I know that marriage should not be this hard and the kids and I deserve a better life.
We've been together for 5 years, married for 3 and I can't be with you
anymore. I accepted your cheating on me with your sons mother,
abandoning me while I was pregnant for a week while you hung out in
another state. I've put up with you hitting me and belittling me in
front of our daughter. And while you continue to disrespect me and treat
me like gum under your shoe, I found love in the arms of my co worker. I
am about to leave my job for a better one, and once my money is saved up
I'm leaving you because I want to raise our daughter alone and teach her
that she is strong and I don't want her to see the way you treat me
anymore. I never want to be married again and I just want to be the
person my mother raised me to be, independent.
My fantasy is to leave you home alone with the kids for 2 weeks so after I
come back home you would appreciate me more. I would go on a cruise and
drink lots of frilly drinks and get massages every day and lay in a deck
chair and read in the afternoons. But I know in real life I would hate
going on a cruise without you and I would miss the kids terribly.