Confession # 2641
You asked me a while back how much pot I smoke. I smoke every night you're at band rehearsal.
So, four times a week. Five if I've had to lead a Brownie troop meeting.
But I get the coffee pot set up the night before, keep the house clean, pay all our bills, make lunches, get the kids to school, lead the Brownies, play with our children and keep our house a happy place for you and the kids. I enjoy my tokes. Shut up about it already.
Confession # 2642
Truth is I'm terrified of ending up like you. You are one of the most negative people I know. You don't like any of our friends, you don't like our family, there's always something wrong, you always expect things to go wrong. I can feel my mood dropping as I approach home each day. It's so hard to stay positive for both of us and I just can't do it anymore. You're right, your life sucks...but only because you make it that way. It's a self fulfilling prophecy. Guess what! It's about to suck even more because I'm getting the hell out of this funeral parlor. You have finally managed to push everyone out of your life.
Confession # 2643
Honey, I love you. I really do. But I hate having sex with you. It's terrible. Years ago, I sacrificed great sex for a great man. I tell you that I just don't like sex. That I must have lost my sex drive when I had the baby. I tell you that it will pass. I tell you that we just have to keep having sex and eventually it will come back to me. But the truth is, I do like sex. I just don't like sex with you. That's why when he emailed me today, I thought about having an affair. I really REALLY enjoyed sex with him. But then I remembered why I married you. And the great sex wouldn't be worth losing you. But I do wonder how I will live the rest of my life and never have an amazing sex life again.
Confession # 2644
Yes, I am angry with you. I'm angry because you never asked me. Never mind that it was a non-issue that your daughter is coming to live with us because her mother is - well - not doing her job. Of course she can come, but you did not ask me. You did not discuss living arrangements, or school, or how we're going to pay for anything with me. That shows me, yet again, how much you take me for granted. You do not treat me like your partner. You treat me like some little girl who can't think for herself. You assume that everything here is "ours" - (including my notebooks, but that's another rant). My asking your opinion is me trying to include you, not me asking you to do it for me, so don't get angry. And then when you say you will do something you do not keep your word. How is this going to affect your daughter who, as you just now told me, is coming from a "messed up place"? Her entire security system has just failed and you expect to be able to function as her father when you can't even fulfill your partner's needs? I am afraid it will come down to one or the other and you had better damn well choose her.
Confession # 2645
The "appointment" is this Wednesday..I don't wanna do this. I wouldn't mind just running the hell away and keeping this baby. I want this baby..I wish it wasn't yours so I could keep it. I hate that once I told you, you were so adamant on doing this..you didn't even think about it..Like you don't care..
I know you love me..that isn't the case but I hate this..all of it. And I HATE HER..I don't know her and I don't wanna meet her..I would tackle her (And THAT'S Not hormones)..I'm fine with you dating her and Me..But Still...Don't you understand that it hurts to know that if she gets pregnant..She can keep it? She can be your wife, the mother of your children. I can't. and I can bet you if she got pregnant you'd be happy...
I have So much doubt in this relationship and I've never been like this with any other boyfriend..What the hell is wrong with me? Why do i keep trying to make this work? I wanna hit you sometimes..and scream..but I don't walk away, because you kiss me and I can see your love for me in your eyes..And it's ok again.
Almost 100 pounds lighter than I was a year and a half ago..and I feel uglier than ever...
Confession # 2646
I find your furry body to be amazingly sexy. Yes, some women don't like all that body hair, but I absolutely love it. It turns me on more than any other aspect of your body. Running my fingers through it, rubbing my face across it, just looking at it -- damn, but you are one sexy man. I'm a lucky lady!
Confession # 2647
You can be rougher with me during sex. I keep telling you and you are getting better about not treating me like a doll that will break. I LOVE when you just FUCK me.
Confession # 2648
You really should have been more interested in my life. While we were seperated last time I was messing around with my ex. The one I left for you. I really regret ever leaving him. Now that I have your kids, he doesn't want to "break up a home". It isn't much of a home is it. I'm divorcing you because you stink and have horrible hygiene in general. Your unibrow makes me want to hurl. The way you scrape the gunk out of your toenails when I try to have a conversation with you makes me want to stab you with the paper clip you use! Now that I am getting rid of you, I will no longer have to deal with my stuff being pooped on, or ejaculated on. I can have sex with all the attractive guys I want to now. HA!
Confession # 2649
I got home a lot earlier than you today and I said I'd pack for our weekend away. I still haven't done it. When you get home I'll be at my computer, working on stuff for the office, and I will sigh and tell you I got derailed by my boss. What was I really doing for most of the afternoon? Reading porn in my PJs while eating popcorn. And chatting with our neighbour about the cute shit her kid does.
I'll still do the packing, but it's much more fun to do it when you're in the house, even if you're not helping in any way. And really, if I'd got it all done earlier, I would have missed out on reading porn in my PJs, cause I can't exactly do that while you're about.
Confession # 2650
Yeah, I made the mistake of slowing my husband down when he was "in the mood" yesterday - because he went straight for my crotch. That didn't go over too well.
Honey - when you wonder why I'm not "in the mood", it's because you don't know what a mood is. I tried to tell you nicely that other parts of my body respond to caressing - my neck, throat, knees and more - not just my crotch which feels unprepared for your clumsy assault. And kissing? I used to miss it, but really, you just don't kiss that well anymore. I'd like to change that. really I would. It might be fun trying and I might be in the mood more. Just a thought.