We had the happiest marriage for lots of years. We were the envy of all our friends. Two great kids, no money worries. Then something shifted. The kids got older, you got more bitter and twisted and suddenly we were at this crossroads. I wouldn't fight back most of the time because of the kids and because I was getting older and couldn't stand the hassle. Then you stopped speaking to me for months and months over something so inconsequental. I heard you on the phone saying "I hate her with a vengeance". Something inside me died. All those years and you were reduced to that. Talking to some stranger about the mother of your children. Your wife of 27years.
I asked you to leave during this time on many occasions because the atmosphere was so bad and you finally did whilst I was away on a trip in early December. You left without telling the children and just moved out, taking only a few things. For the first time in my life I faced sleeping in a house alone all night. I faced the first Christmas without you in 30 years. I faced the first New Years without you for 30 years. Another piece of me died and it sent me over the edge. I haven't been to work since. Just cannot face the questions.
I just wanted to know...WHY? Why did you throw me aside like an old shoe? I know there is no one else, so for the love of God...WHY?
I want you to know that I will get past this and come out the other side. There will be sunshine after the rain for me but I would never have done this to you and I feel so very damaged over all I have been through these past 6 months.
To be honest with you, I don't give a rat's ass about
Valentine's Day. I've been disappointed so many times
in the past that I just want to bypass that day.
That said, I'm baking brownies for my on and off
boyfriend and I got a card for him. And he better have
gotten me a card too at least. Yet I hate this
holiday. Go figure!
Dear Sugar Butt,
I love when we have anal sex anytime my body can handle it. That is my favorite orgasm ever! But sometimes, I beg for it and force myself to deal with the pain. I do this when I am constipated and need a little "push"!
Like last night.... It sooooooooo took care of the problem and I thank you for it! I will never tell you that I do this!
You are the greatest gift in my life. You provide me with a sense of stability and composure when everything else is not going my way. You remind me that I'm loved. You deal with all my silly quirks. You know my family, and are still afraid of my dad. You have some habits that really annoy me, but honestly, I feel like I would be the more annoying of the two of us.
You and I have yet to have a fight. It been almost five years. It's my biggest fear that we will get into a big fight and get angry and end it all. I don't know what I would do. You are my very best friend. I love you so much.
I know that we are still young. I don't want to rush this time that we have before we are married, and I love that you are willing to talk to me about marriage without getting flighty. You are the perfect man.
I love you.
I had an affair with a man whom I knew was married but separated. My husband and I were separated also and as the affair and that part of my life grew I found myself so much in love with this man. I felt like I could of given everything up and would of done anything to protect him and his career. He had a son who's mother could of cared less for and I felt like I had a new family. It soon turned very sour because of the issues we both brought into the relationship. He had traumas from the war in Iraq and I wanted to save him make his life better because we were both working together. Our relationship got unhealthier as time went on and it soon came to an end. I was so hurt because I felt like I wasn't good enough because of the low self esteem I let him give me. After our relationship was over I started therapy and I started going to a psychiatrist and I felt a little better but nothing made me feel better than to turn him into his command for adultery and I'm hoping that he will get discharged dishonorably and hopefully he will lose everything including the shirt on his back because of the amount of debt he was already in before he met me. I think that my vengeance on him is the sweetest and I hope he rots in hell for how he made me feel, how much he used me and for every other girl he would rather have sex with other than me.
I know she broke your heart, and that part of you will never be the same, but the life we have together now is good. There was a time I was so afraid you'd never be able to see it, but I think we've turned that corner, and we seem to be looking toward the future.
My parents have been married 40 years, and my mom's only advice is "marry your best friend." Though I may never be willing to take that step again (and bless you, you seem to understand that and are ok about it), I think it applies equally to a partnership without the paperwork.
This is the best relationship I've been in, in my entire adult life. Maybe that sounds crazy, because I think we are both aware that we don't seem to have that "love of my life" thing going on, but you know what, if this is it, that's good with me. It really is the little things-- your insistence on driving me to the airport and picking me up, carrying the groceries for me, helping me wrangle the dogs. You compliment my cooking, even when it's bad, you tell me I'm pretty, and you thank me for taking care of you. You love my crazy family, and don't complain about how much time I spend with them, even through I know it must be hard for you to understand. You make me laugh. You help me work through my bullshit that I have leftover from my marriage, even though I know it hurts to heat sometimes. Right now you are sitting there trying to fix the damn tv, again, because you know I can't cope with electronics for the life of me.
Maybe we're not crazy passionate about each other, but we are friends first, and that means so much to me.
It's adorable how you are so excited about taking me home to meet your mom. I can't wait to have six days away with you, where we don't have any of the jobs, or the house, or any of the stressful day to day stuff to worry about.
Thank you for making me so happy, and showing me that it's not impossible to heal and start over. Someday I will find the words to tell you how much I love you.
I tried to be a good wife.... but you really hurt me. In 2004 I started fucking him and now I can't stop. YOU deserve it!!!! You walk around as if you are the best has ever happened to me. Guess what??? you're not. We are still married because of the kids. His dick fills me up..... whenever you see me smile, it's because of him!!!!!!
We have wonderful children but sometimes I miss what our relationship was like before having them. I miss us. We never do anything together anymore because a) we can't afford it, all our money goes to daycare and diapers and b) spending time together means we have to beg your parents to watch the kids and I hate groveling to your mother.
I found your secret email account several months ago. Your girlfriend does look cute but guess what my dear. I have found someone too. Oh he doesn't make as much money as you but he is here when I need him which is most of the time. And when I got dressed up last Saturday, no it wasn't to go shooping with Denise. I went out with him. We went to the city and spent the day making love in our condo. I think we'll do it more often since he is such a great lover. Unlike you. And by the way thanks for watching the kids that day. Oh and Honey please do work a little harder so we can buy my new lover some more cute gifts.
Honey, I love that once a week you help out by making breakfast. It is
very nice to have bacon and eggs on the weekend. But...(you knew there
was a but) For the love of God could you not take 90 minutes to cook the
bacon? And then have it be all rubbery? The eggs? Not so good when
you just crack them into the bacon grease and let them fry.
I do love you.