My Sweet Boy,
Thank you for loving me so completely. Thank you for loving my daughter and doing it through the hardest part of a child's life, and the fact that you aren't her bio dad is astounding and affirms my belief that you really do love her, as hard as it's been. What you have done by loving my daughter is going to shape the woman she will become ,and I cannot express how deeply grateful am to you-- you have un-done the horrible damage cause by her bio dad and given my daughter a role model worthy of her love. Words cannot express. Thank you for this beautiful home. Thank you for listening to me when I knew what was right for our family. And thank you for coming to me afterwards and admitting it. Thank you for the great sex, thank you for loving me when I gained 20 Lbs and thank you for loving me when I lost it. Thank you for loving my family. Thank you, my love. I must have done something right to deserve a man like you. And now, the best is yet to come. Kid in college, money to spare, traveling and enjoying each other........and fat grandbabies to bounce on our knees!! I love you, Sweet Boy. Happy 2008 to us and ours.
I told you that I wanted a divorce seven months ago, and you refuse to give it to me. You were the meanest ugliest person to me in the last 6 years that I have been married to you. I have done so much for you, and all you have done is hurt my children and me. Well, guess what. You work out of town, and are gone for 6-8 weeks at a time, and I use that time to be with other men. I have dated and even slept with other men. I had to purchase a separate cell phone and use that one to give my number to the guys to call, but hide it when you are in town for those 2 weeks. When I go shopping, I see this one particular guy, that I have been getting close to. I lead a secret life when you are gone. I go out every weekend, all weekend. And I don't feel guilty or ashamed. When I even start to question it, I think of all the times you got angry and came at me to hurt me physically, and all that goes away. I even like that fact that I get to stay home. I don't have to deal with traffic, or office politics. I get all your money....and I shop. I shop to look good for other men. When you tell me you love me, I don't even say it back to you...how does that make you feel? How many times do I have to tell you that I don't love you? Do you not get it?
Your wife who doesn't love you!
Kids also want me to get a divorce...that says alot about you!
I really don't care for your ex-wife, I think she is a two-faced witch with some very cruel intentions when it comes to being your "baby momma". But I am insanely jealous of her, jealous that she gets a fat check from us every month and none of your BS, jealous that her new finance makes big money and buys her everything and showers her with attention. I don't understand why she got the "goods" and I feel like I got crap. I know its so wrong to think like this, I do love you more than anything and sometimes I wish I didn't. You are mean, you are rude and you can be selfish, no not with money, but with yourself. You don't pay attention to me or the kids and you are always griping at us. I wish it wasn't this way. I sometimes feel like an awful person, but I think if she were miserable too...I would feel better. I know I have issues.
Don't ignore me. Its not nice. Why do you only get in touch when you want to get laid. Its partly my fault because i allow you, but im sick and tired of it now so you can fuck off.
When you're with me your so kind and considerate, but the minute you walk out the door its like i cease to exist. Well - until the next time you're feeling horny.
Now im taking the control back - FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Honey, as you very well know I love you more and more as the days go by. But, as each day passes I have a stronger urge to kill you while you sleep, I find myself torn! Fix your shit or else.
Love me XOXOXOXO
Our long distance relationship is going good but I needed company. I’m lonely baby. I live in this travel trailer, in a campground, alone. Wondering how my life is going to go.
I know you don’t want to have anymore pets. I know you’re not happy about taking care of my son’s dog & the mess she’s made of your house (though your boys had more to do with that but we won’t go there right now). You know I miss my Boxers that my ex took when he left. You know I couldn’t take my son’s dog up here.
And there he was. He’s so cute. And sweet. He’s a good boy. Already house broken. Quiet. He’s a big ol’ lap dog. He’s a good puppy. My friend from work who took care of him over the holidays for me was so impressed with how sweet he is she went ahead and took him to her house with her son & her own dog. And she said he was a really good boy there. He proves that pit bulls are not the monsters they’re made out to be.
So baby, I have another dog. You’ll meet him next week. I know you’ll be mad at me. And we’ll argue. And we’ll have great make up sex. And you know you’ll fall in love with him too.
You’re my baby.
Every three or four months I have a little too much to drink. And we aren't talking fifths of booze here people , like three or four glasses of wine. Could you PLEASE stop acting like I am a continual drunk on the occasions that I do this. Your disapproval and snide remarks about my "drinking" make me crazy.
I still don't trust you. I hate feeling this way about you. I check the pockets of your jeans for receipts, I check your phone for recent calls and text messages. It breaks my heart to know what I might find because I want to believe you soooooo badly.
You are my best friend. You are the father of my child. I will always care for you and want the best for you. But I don't love you. There is nothing inside me when you touch me. All I can think during sex is that I hope you finish quick. While I could list a million things that have contributed to me feeling this way, I wonder - do marriages just have shelf lives? Was that what I set us up for when I chose to marry a man for whom I had no passion? I wonder would it hurt you more for me to end this marriage, or for me to just keep going on - pretending like this. We don't have huge arguments, or screaming matches. Its just like it died. And I don't know what to do.