Confession #221
You are not my husband. I think you were supposed to be, though. The more I desire you, the more I think about luring you from your wife and family, the more you resist. I find that to be wildly attractive and loyal because I know you want to as much as I do. If you had just slept with me, I would have left you behind. Your committment to them makes me love you more. I will wait for you as long as I need to.
Confession #222
I pretend to like that we were romantic and eloped out of the blue, but I resent that you didn't get me an engagement ring.
Confession #223
Honey, when you are heading to bed late at night, how many times do I
have to tell you to leave the door to the bathroom open so that the
cats can get to the litter box? And if you do shut the door, don't
bitch the next morning if the cat has taken a shit on the carpet.
when you gotta go... you gotta go!!! and then telling me to clean it
up because it "my cat"? you're lucky I don't put the shit in your
loafers you bastard.
Confession #224
I LOVE it when you have to go on business trips
because that's when I throw away all your crappy
stupid possessions that you insist on hanging on to --
despite that fact that I'm required to maintain them,
clean them and step over them in our teeny tiny house.
You want to know where all your junk went? Goodwill,
baby! Goodwill.
Confession #225
I hate that you drink so much. Watching it makes me sick. While I recognize it's YOUR problem, it is sucking the life out of me. With every drink you take, I fall more out of love with you. Just because you can get up and go to work doesn't mean I don't see it for the problem it is.
I am starting to hate you.
Confession #226
I am no longer with you out of love, respect, admiration, or even friendship. I only stay with you out of a sense of obligation. I no longer daydream of making love to you on the beach. Now, I daydream about you telling me you have found someone else and you are moving out. That dream makes me giddy with happiness.
Confession #227
I don't trust you.
And you don't care.
Confession #228
When I ask you to do something please, no wait strike the please... JUST DO IT. I'm not your housekeeper, laundry washer, and personal chef. When I have to ask you 2 or 3 times and I get that stupid salute you think is funny I want to kick you in your ONE BALL.
Confession #229
Sometimes I am in awe of how dumb you are....I can't believe you did
not pay the gas bill because you thought it was on automatic draft and
now dumbfuck...we have no gas!!!! You can run an entire empire, but
can't fucking pay the damn gas bill.
I SHOULD LEAVE YOU RIGHT NOW
Confession #230
I honestly think that if I asked you to choose between me and the TV and computer games, you'd choose the TV and computer games.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
True Wife Confessions 306 icicles on the eaves
Confession #3061
I confess. I knew all along that you were still active on the online dating sites. I just didn't know that you were exchanging nude pics with those women until I happened to walk in on you using the computer a few days ago.
I'm stunned that you chose to continue the picture exchange rather than continuing our relationship. After being in a relationship with you for 2 years, I thought I knew you better than that. I was wrong.
Confession #3062
I don't know what to do with you these days? The last month of my life has been thrown in such turmoil I don't even know now I feel about you anymore. Was I ever really in love with you or did I get swept away in my "grand plan" of life. Now here we are 12 years later, and I find my world turned upside down and another man involved. Never thought my life would be like this. How to decide what to do now? You know I'm not happy and that I feel like we are very far apart emotionally. I know you want to try to get "us" back. I just don't know if I have the energy or the will. Maybe I'm just done.
Confession #3063
We have been together a very long time. I fall out of love with you, but I stay. Then sometimes you do something sweet or thoughtful. Maybe you just touch me or ask me to watch a movie with you. And I remember why I fell in love with you. But it never lasts long enough to cement it all back together.
Confession #3064
I don’t understand how you can be loyal to everyone but me. You don’t even care how I feel about anything. I don’t know why I stay some days. You make it easier and easier for me to want to leave. The reason I don’t is because I took vows. I stood before God and promised so many things. I will not let these things that you do get me down because you are an idiot. So much for thinking you were my best friend.
Confession #3065
I wish your bloody mother would learn to spell my name right. We've been together for nearly TEN YEARS, and she still can't. It isn't that complicated a name!
Confession #3066
I miss you. I miss our friendship. I miss seeing you and laughing and smiling. I want to rekindle that, but I can't get over the hurtful things you said to me. I've heard that you are feeling the same, but that you don't want to make the first move. Why does it always have to be me that initiates the make-up work? Why is it so hard for you to just admit that you did something wrong and then apologize for it? You're immature. If you were to come to me with a humble heart I would take you in my arms and forgive you. This needs to start with you. I've already made my apologies. I'm still so sad and humiliated by what you said and did. If we talk it out, things may not be the same but we could at least start fresh. Don't wait. Just come to me. I'm gonna let you know how I feel, but I won't bite your head off.
Confession #3067
I'm glad you found that $14,000 check you lost. I suggested that you use it to take care of your tax situation and you got mad. "It's your money," I said. "Then act like it," you said. I really don't give a shit, because I have an innocent spouse waiver and I am not responsible for your tax debt since it was created before I even met you. We've been together for four years and married for six months. If it was me who had a check for that amount I would discuss with you what we should do with it. Like fix up our shitty little house, which is in sore need of major repairs. Or pay off your medical bills. Or buy some new clothes for our toddler and fix up her room. Or add another room onto our house so I'll have a place to put a washer/dryer rather than lugging piles of dirty laundry to the laundromat every weekend. But I suggested you use it to take care of YOUR fucked up situation that YOU created. I wouldn't get a penny out of it, so why would you get pissed about that, you retard? I love you, but you are such a freaking procrastinator. You work hard at your job, but you spend every Friday night getting smashed, and then it takes you the rest of the weekend to sleep it off. Any other time is spent sitting on the couch watching football. I have to shoulder all of the responsibilities - cooking, cleaning, taking care of our daughter, errands..... and that's on top of my full-time manual job. I wish you would get it together. Stopping the Friday night binge drinking would be a good start. Spending a little time working around the house and doing fun stuff with me and our girl would be great too. Sometimes you really remind me of my father - lazy, indifferent, and stubborn. And I still resent him.
Confession #3068
Well, I thought moving and getting you out of the element you couldn't stand would make things better. You are closer to home now, and you are still miserable. Your temper is very scary. Now we have your son in anger management. WTF will it take for you to grow the f up? I don't want to be afraid of what might happen anymore. You don't want to hear it. OMG I can't even talk right now, now I am getting all mixed up in my head.
Confession #3069
I fell in love with you, again, last night.
After 11 years married, 12 years together, I can still find myself weak in the knees, head spinning, breath taken away in love with you.
Oh, sure, it doesn't happen every time we're together anymore. Our daily lives can't stop in orbit around each other, we'd never grow together if we did that. And, it's seeing you in the world, in our lives, in the challenges we face together, the laughs we share, that leaves me feeling more sure that this is where I want my life to be every day, while also leaving me in awe that I somehow ended up here with you.
But, I hope that you know all of that. I hope that I say it out loud and show it often as we move through our days together.
Last night, though, was one of those heart stopping, deep sigh moments. While we were alone, enjoying our 'grown-up' time after the kids were asleep, I did something that I don't remember doing before. I left my eyes open the whole time (well, most of it) and watched you as we were making love, as you made love to me. Now, I don't want you thinking that I didn't look before because I didn't want to. It's not that at all. I'm sure it's a combination of latent catholic guilt & childish 'close your eyes while you're kissing' romanticism, along with my own insecurities about my body & general shyness. Anyway, I overcame that for a while last night & really watched you as we came together. And, sure, it was hot. But, more than that, it was beautiful. I was overwhelmed with love for *you* and our lives together.
I love that, after all this time, I still find our love new & wonderful & the luckiest thing to ever happen to me. I know that I will be falling in love with you again, in new ways, for the rest of my life.
And, I hope that you know that you can confidently trade toothbrushes with me any time at all. As Howard Jones said, "Can anybody love anyone so much that they will never fear, never worry, never be sad? The answer is they cannot love this much. Nobody can. That is why I don't mind you doubting" I am what I love, not what loves me. I love you.
Confession #3070
We are getting divorced and it is the best thing for both of us. I told myself I would wait until it was official before I slept with him but the opportunity presented itself and we took it....and I don't feel the least bit guilty. He was FANTASTIC!!! As good as I was hoping he would be he was ten times better. I would gladly trade the one night of mind-blowing sex I had with him (although it won't be our last) for the nine years of infrequent, perfunctory, boring intercourse we had. Even though I have technically committed adultery (something I have never done before) I am down on my knees thanking whatever Gods there may be for feeling this way again.
We had been waiting patiently for months and since you and I are still under the same roof I have been respectful, only talking to him in my room with the door closed or when you aren't in the house. I will continue to be respectful but I am not giving him up. Even though he is still married too, and I have NO long term expectations from him, we are going to keep seeing each other as friends and lovers for as long as we both can take it.
He has re-awakened the passion in me, inspired me to start writing again (something you never knew I did) and encourages my endeavors. He looks at me with longing and desire, shows me kindness, consideration and respect and is willing to listen whenever I need a sympathetic ear. You haven't done any of those things since we were first married nine years ago. He can't understand why any man would be willing to give me up; you couldn't care less about keeping me around.
I'm glad our divorce is proceeding amicably and I will certainly strive to keep it that way but if we should happen to slip up and you find out about him then you will just have to deal with it. If you want to take a lover by all means...feel free!!! I wish you nothing but the best and want you to be happy, although your complete and utter lack of interest in the bedroom these past few years makes me think that sex is not foremost on your mind.
I am so incredibly thankful that I remember what it feels like to be appreciated and desired I can't even begin to describe it!!! If (God forbid) I should never see him again, I will still be eternally grateful that he has reminded me of my own self-worth and reminded me what it feels like to experience passion again. Being married to you, I had almost forgotten what it was like. I won't forget again.
I confess. I knew all along that you were still active on the online dating sites. I just didn't know that you were exchanging nude pics with those women until I happened to walk in on you using the computer a few days ago.
I'm stunned that you chose to continue the picture exchange rather than continuing our relationship. After being in a relationship with you for 2 years, I thought I knew you better than that. I was wrong.
Confession #3062
I don't know what to do with you these days? The last month of my life has been thrown in such turmoil I don't even know now I feel about you anymore. Was I ever really in love with you or did I get swept away in my "grand plan" of life. Now here we are 12 years later, and I find my world turned upside down and another man involved. Never thought my life would be like this. How to decide what to do now? You know I'm not happy and that I feel like we are very far apart emotionally. I know you want to try to get "us" back. I just don't know if I have the energy or the will. Maybe I'm just done.
Confession #3063
We have been together a very long time. I fall out of love with you, but I stay. Then sometimes you do something sweet or thoughtful. Maybe you just touch me or ask me to watch a movie with you. And I remember why I fell in love with you. But it never lasts long enough to cement it all back together.
Confession #3064
I don’t understand how you can be loyal to everyone but me. You don’t even care how I feel about anything. I don’t know why I stay some days. You make it easier and easier for me to want to leave. The reason I don’t is because I took vows. I stood before God and promised so many things. I will not let these things that you do get me down because you are an idiot. So much for thinking you were my best friend.
Confession #3065
I wish your bloody mother would learn to spell my name right. We've been together for nearly TEN YEARS, and she still can't. It isn't that complicated a name!
Confession #3066
I miss you. I miss our friendship. I miss seeing you and laughing and smiling. I want to rekindle that, but I can't get over the hurtful things you said to me. I've heard that you are feeling the same, but that you don't want to make the first move. Why does it always have to be me that initiates the make-up work? Why is it so hard for you to just admit that you did something wrong and then apologize for it? You're immature. If you were to come to me with a humble heart I would take you in my arms and forgive you. This needs to start with you. I've already made my apologies. I'm still so sad and humiliated by what you said and did. If we talk it out, things may not be the same but we could at least start fresh. Don't wait. Just come to me. I'm gonna let you know how I feel, but I won't bite your head off.
Confession #3067
I'm glad you found that $14,000 check you lost. I suggested that you use it to take care of your tax situation and you got mad. "It's your money," I said. "Then act like it," you said. I really don't give a shit, because I have an innocent spouse waiver and I am not responsible for your tax debt since it was created before I even met you. We've been together for four years and married for six months. If it was me who had a check for that amount I would discuss with you what we should do with it. Like fix up our shitty little house, which is in sore need of major repairs. Or pay off your medical bills. Or buy some new clothes for our toddler and fix up her room. Or add another room onto our house so I'll have a place to put a washer/dryer rather than lugging piles of dirty laundry to the laundromat every weekend. But I suggested you use it to take care of YOUR fucked up situation that YOU created. I wouldn't get a penny out of it, so why would you get pissed about that, you retard? I love you, but you are such a freaking procrastinator. You work hard at your job, but you spend every Friday night getting smashed, and then it takes you the rest of the weekend to sleep it off. Any other time is spent sitting on the couch watching football. I have to shoulder all of the responsibilities - cooking, cleaning, taking care of our daughter, errands..... and that's on top of my full-time manual job. I wish you would get it together. Stopping the Friday night binge drinking would be a good start. Spending a little time working around the house and doing fun stuff with me and our girl would be great too. Sometimes you really remind me of my father - lazy, indifferent, and stubborn. And I still resent him.
Confession #3068
Well, I thought moving and getting you out of the element you couldn't stand would make things better. You are closer to home now, and you are still miserable. Your temper is very scary. Now we have your son in anger management. WTF will it take for you to grow the f up? I don't want to be afraid of what might happen anymore. You don't want to hear it. OMG I can't even talk right now, now I am getting all mixed up in my head.
Confession #3069
I fell in love with you, again, last night.
After 11 years married, 12 years together, I can still find myself weak in the knees, head spinning, breath taken away in love with you.
Oh, sure, it doesn't happen every time we're together anymore. Our daily lives can't stop in orbit around each other, we'd never grow together if we did that. And, it's seeing you in the world, in our lives, in the challenges we face together, the laughs we share, that leaves me feeling more sure that this is where I want my life to be every day, while also leaving me in awe that I somehow ended up here with you.
But, I hope that you know all of that. I hope that I say it out loud and show it often as we move through our days together.
Last night, though, was one of those heart stopping, deep sigh moments. While we were alone, enjoying our 'grown-up' time after the kids were asleep, I did something that I don't remember doing before. I left my eyes open the whole time (well, most of it) and watched you as we were making love, as you made love to me. Now, I don't want you thinking that I didn't look before because I didn't want to. It's not that at all. I'm sure it's a combination of latent catholic guilt & childish 'close your eyes while you're kissing' romanticism, along with my own insecurities about my body & general shyness. Anyway, I overcame that for a while last night & really watched you as we came together. And, sure, it was hot. But, more than that, it was beautiful. I was overwhelmed with love for *you* and our lives together.
I love that, after all this time, I still find our love new & wonderful & the luckiest thing to ever happen to me. I know that I will be falling in love with you again, in new ways, for the rest of my life.
And, I hope that you know that you can confidently trade toothbrushes with me any time at all. As Howard Jones said, "Can anybody love anyone so much that they will never fear, never worry, never be sad? The answer is they cannot love this much. Nobody can. That is why I don't mind you doubting" I am what I love, not what loves me. I love you.
Confession #3070
We are getting divorced and it is the best thing for both of us. I told myself I would wait until it was official before I slept with him but the opportunity presented itself and we took it....and I don't feel the least bit guilty. He was FANTASTIC!!! As good as I was hoping he would be he was ten times better. I would gladly trade the one night of mind-blowing sex I had with him (although it won't be our last) for the nine years of infrequent, perfunctory, boring intercourse we had. Even though I have technically committed adultery (something I have never done before) I am down on my knees thanking whatever Gods there may be for feeling this way again.
We had been waiting patiently for months and since you and I are still under the same roof I have been respectful, only talking to him in my room with the door closed or when you aren't in the house. I will continue to be respectful but I am not giving him up. Even though he is still married too, and I have NO long term expectations from him, we are going to keep seeing each other as friends and lovers for as long as we both can take it.
He has re-awakened the passion in me, inspired me to start writing again (something you never knew I did) and encourages my endeavors. He looks at me with longing and desire, shows me kindness, consideration and respect and is willing to listen whenever I need a sympathetic ear. You haven't done any of those things since we were first married nine years ago. He can't understand why any man would be willing to give me up; you couldn't care less about keeping me around.
I'm glad our divorce is proceeding amicably and I will certainly strive to keep it that way but if we should happen to slip up and you find out about him then you will just have to deal with it. If you want to take a lover by all means...feel free!!! I wish you nothing but the best and want you to be happy, although your complete and utter lack of interest in the bedroom these past few years makes me think that sex is not foremost on your mind.
I am so incredibly thankful that I remember what it feels like to be appreciated and desired I can't even begin to describe it!!! If (God forbid) I should never see him again, I will still be eternally grateful that he has reminded me of my own self-worth and reminded me what it feels like to experience passion again. Being married to you, I had almost forgotten what it was like. I won't forget again.
Monday, December 07, 2009
True Wife Confessions Catch 22
Confession #211
You were such a jerk, and you made me so angry and miserable in the days leading up to our wedding day, and on the day itself, that I almost didn't go through with our wedding. I wouldn't have done it if I hadn't been knocked up already. I spent the entire day of our wedding terrified that I was making the worst mistake of my life, wanting to vomit, forcing myself to smile. I already wanted to divorce you before we even got home from the marriage license office. Thankfully it wasn't a mistake to marry you; I loved you then, and I love you now, and our marriage has actually turned out very well. But this is why I never want to do anything on our anniversary-- I don't even want to think about that day; it was one of the worst days of my life. I wish I could erase the memory from my mind.
Confession #212
We've been together for 12 years. After 10 years of finding a new roll of toilet paper precariously balanced on top of the empty cardboard roll, I decided we did not need toilet paper holders anymore. I didn't do it because I wanted to keep up with the trends. You can be a real jerk sometimes.
Confession #213
I do ALL of the work inside of the house, ALL of the yard work, ALL of the dog's duties, AND I work 40+ per week. I shoot daggers at you every weekend while you sleep in until 10am then get up and surf Myspace for 2 hours until lunch.
Confession #214
You CAN'T take credit for housework when you make the kids do it.
Confession #215
How is it that even when you do something as menial as boil water on the stove, you manage to use EVERY pot and pan that we own?? I swear, you went in to make a sandwich, and the kitchen is now a disaster area.
Confession #216
I have been married to you for 12 years and have loved you for 3 of them. I am only staying married to you for our child who adores you. I find you ignorant, slow, and you can't read very well either.
Confession #217
You're not fooling me with your "dumb male" act. You're an intelligent man-- you're easily as smart as I am, and I know with absolute certainty that after three years of living with me you are in fact capable of remembering where in my dresser I keep my pajamas and socks. So stop leaving them stacked on the bed when you fold the laundry, as if you have no idea where they go. Ditto the serving dishes you ALWAYS leave stacked on the counter when you unload the dishwasher. I've been keeping that ceramic platter, that cut glass bowl that chip-and-dip set in exactly the same cabinet for a year and a half now, and it would take you no more than two seconds to put them away. And don't even get me started on your spurious claim that you can't ever find the paper towels when it's time to replace an empty roll. There are ALWAYS paper towels in the linen closet, and they are always on the same shelf, right below the shelf where you keep extra bottles of your shaving cream and shampoo.
Confession #218
Why do I have to remind YOU to call the dealer to make an oil change appointment on the new PT Cruiser you wanted more than anything?
Confession #219
Honey, I love you - I really do - but the fact that you can not do anything like RSVP for any child's birthday party or invitation to play galls me. Regardless of how well you know the other family, you make me handle all the details. For such a liberated man, this is one bizarre throwback trait.
Confession #220
wish that for every hour your spent on your computer you'd spend 20 minutes with me. We used to talk to each other for hours. And I miss that.
You were such a jerk, and you made me so angry and miserable in the days leading up to our wedding day, and on the day itself, that I almost didn't go through with our wedding. I wouldn't have done it if I hadn't been knocked up already. I spent the entire day of our wedding terrified that I was making the worst mistake of my life, wanting to vomit, forcing myself to smile. I already wanted to divorce you before we even got home from the marriage license office. Thankfully it wasn't a mistake to marry you; I loved you then, and I love you now, and our marriage has actually turned out very well. But this is why I never want to do anything on our anniversary-- I don't even want to think about that day; it was one of the worst days of my life. I wish I could erase the memory from my mind.
Confession #212
We've been together for 12 years. After 10 years of finding a new roll of toilet paper precariously balanced on top of the empty cardboard roll, I decided we did not need toilet paper holders anymore. I didn't do it because I wanted to keep up with the trends. You can be a real jerk sometimes.
Confession #213
I do ALL of the work inside of the house, ALL of the yard work, ALL of the dog's duties, AND I work 40+ per week. I shoot daggers at you every weekend while you sleep in until 10am then get up and surf Myspace for 2 hours until lunch.
Confession #214
You CAN'T take credit for housework when you make the kids do it.
Confession #215
How is it that even when you do something as menial as boil water on the stove, you manage to use EVERY pot and pan that we own?? I swear, you went in to make a sandwich, and the kitchen is now a disaster area.
Confession #216
I have been married to you for 12 years and have loved you for 3 of them. I am only staying married to you for our child who adores you. I find you ignorant, slow, and you can't read very well either.
Confession #217
You're not fooling me with your "dumb male" act. You're an intelligent man-- you're easily as smart as I am, and I know with absolute certainty that after three years of living with me you are in fact capable of remembering where in my dresser I keep my pajamas and socks. So stop leaving them stacked on the bed when you fold the laundry, as if you have no idea where they go. Ditto the serving dishes you ALWAYS leave stacked on the counter when you unload the dishwasher. I've been keeping that ceramic platter, that cut glass bowl that chip-and-dip set in exactly the same cabinet for a year and a half now, and it would take you no more than two seconds to put them away. And don't even get me started on your spurious claim that you can't ever find the paper towels when it's time to replace an empty roll. There are ALWAYS paper towels in the linen closet, and they are always on the same shelf, right below the shelf where you keep extra bottles of your shaving cream and shampoo.
Confession #218
Why do I have to remind YOU to call the dealer to make an oil change appointment on the new PT Cruiser you wanted more than anything?
Confession #219
Honey, I love you - I really do - but the fact that you can not do anything like RSVP for any child's birthday party or invitation to play galls me. Regardless of how well you know the other family, you make me handle all the details. For such a liberated man, this is one bizarre throwback trait.
Confession #220
wish that for every hour your spent on your computer you'd spend 20 minutes with me. We used to talk to each other for hours. And I miss that.
Monday, November 30, 2009
True Wife Confessions 305 bird seeds on the ground
Confession #3041
I'm curious as to whether or not you still take Viagra, but I have to confess, it doesn't matter anymore whether you do or you don't. You take care of my sexual needs and you're a very loving partner. Whether or not you pop those pills doesn't make a bit of difference.
Confession #3042
I love my husband. And I'm having an affair. At first I didn't think I was--my husband and I found another couple attractive then found out over many months they maybe the kind that switch (they were), one party led to another. Turns out he and I were attracted, my husband and his wife aren't. we started an email, text, phone call relationship for 6 months. We had sex a few weeks ago for the first time and it was unbelievable. Today my husband asked if I had sex with him. I told him "no". He was glad, he doesn't want me to be with him That makes it really wrong, right? I love my husband so much. I can't imagine a better man, best friend, so perfect. He has ED. What do I do? I'm so confused, I want my BF but I think I need to hear the truth. Am I wrong? I love my husband and deny him nothing, he just can't preform. I'm young, not that young, young enough to really enjoy sex but old enough to know I only have a few precious years left. Thanks for the input.
Confession #3043
Dear Sweet Husband,
Sometimes I don't know why you married me. I feel like I can't get anything right lately, and yet, there you are - my biggest fan. You would rather us live dirt poor than me go to a job that makes me physically sick. I would rather us be poor than me be constantly sick too, but, you are there to comfort me when I whine about how I am looking for a job and I can't seem to find one. You have no idea how in awe I am, or how in love with you I am. I am so glad I left my ex-husband for you - you were worth every bit of the pain and misery of divorce.
It's a really tough job market out there, and I know you know that. You do whatever you can do for us and I just hope you can see that I appreciate all that you do. I appreciate that you don't get upset with me when I don't come to bed until hours after you do. I wish I could be more of morning person with you but I have tried, and I am not. Thank you for not forcing that on me.
When you told me you were going to stop smoking, but you were okay with me smoking, I was beyond amazed. How great are you? I wish we never had to be apart. You are my best friend, and you know just how to make me laugh. This morning singing the Pink Dino song and then quoting "O Brother Where Art Thou" to our kitties? I really just wanted to throw you back in bed and forget about the rest of the world today and spend some time with you.
I hope the proverbial shit actually ends up missing the fan, because, I really don't want to have to struggle any more to be with you. Being with you isn't a struggle, but you know our daily lives have so much turmoil. Well, I take that back. I have so much turmoil. I'm a depressed, fat ugly cow and I don't know how you can stand me.
But you still think I am beautiful. You hold me in you arms at night and spoon with me. When you wake me up, you turn off the alarm and wake me with your kisses and love, and I think to myself if you die, I would never find love again. Never in my life have I ever known love like this, and I'll be damned if I ever let go of you. I'm a better me because I have you.
I guess I just want to thank you for being the best husband I could ever have. Thank you for loving me, and for marrying me and being my best friend. We have so many years left together and I am so blessed to be your wife. As long as I have you by my side, I can do anything!
I love you so much, I belong to you.
Confession #3044
Some days I miss the way life was, or could be. I miss being happy. I miss loving. I miss wanting to touch or be touched. I miss being treated right, asked rather than told. I miss being thought of as smart. I miss being listened to, being heard, talked to rather than screamed at. I miss my feelings being considered, not disregarded. I miss having my opinion count, being able to ask a question, being able to talk without trying to figure out how I should sound to not anger. I miss my best friend.
I think its too late. I think I want out. Im scared it can't be fixed, or that I am so angry, hurt, and broken, that I don't want it to be fixed.
I want quiet, yet want to scream. I want to dance with my kids and see no fear, hear no tears. I want to stomp, not tiptoe. I want to cry, so that I can laugh.
I am so tired.....
Confession #3045
Know those tears that I thought were so sweet at first? Well 10 years and about 10,000 tears later they are really getting old. Every time I see you crying I want to tell you to grow a pair and suck it up and be a man. That or punch you in the back of the head so at least then you'd really have something to cry about.
I mean seriously, do you really need to cry that much? I'm a freaking female and I don't cry half as much as you. Tears cause your dad died, yes. Tears cause you had a bad day, not so much.
Confession #3046
Until recently I co-slept with the kids, almost 5 mos and 2 yr 5 mos in their room. Hubby sleeps in our room and always closes the door, even though I have asked him repeatedly to keep it open because I wanted to try to transition into going back to our bed soon. So, since he had been closing the door I decided enough was enough. When I changed the youngest (which was a nice messy nasty diaper) I left it in our room and closed the door. When hubby went in to go to sleep he got a nice smelly surprise. I could hear him complaining for several minutes after he opened the door.
Confession #3047
I really wish you would put your foot down with your family. Your mom is her own worst enemy and would really benefit from an anti anxiety medication. And the whole calling your mom 17 times a day is really agitating. I feel like you share more with her than with me. Seriously it's a problem when we have to get a more expensive cell phone plan because you call her so much. I think it's great that you have such a close relationship with your mother, really I do. But I feel like there's 3 people in our marriage, and it's getting really old. That's probably why I stopped sharing my day with you, I just feel deflated I guess. I giess I feel like I should be there first person you talk to instead of her now. Maybe that's selfish of me.I've asked you, in a completely respectful way to tone down the incessant calling and sharing EVERY SINGLE BIT of information with her, and you say "what am I supposed to do, not talk to my mom?!". That's not what I meant and you know it. You found it necessary to tell her I had the beginning stages of cervical cancer. Really?! I'm a private person and you SHOULD know that seeing that we've been together for 6 years, but you were shocked that I was pissed when she called me to try and talk to me about it. And I feel terrible even telling you that you are pissing me off because you're such a great husband, I know women would give anything to have someone like you. And the whole thing with your brother. He's a piece of shit. He always has been. You can't protect your family from his selfish and ignorant behavior, so either sit down and discuss it like a man with him, or just let it go. I'm tired of hearing his name already, that's also stressing me out. Shit or get off the pot already.
Confession #3048
To my husband, remember when you invited your friend for supper and you passed out on the couch. While you were out in a drunken stupor, your friend pushed me over the next to your pulled my panties off and slide his massive cock all the way to my ovaries and fucked very slowly and guess what I think I am pregnant. Today after you have left for work, he will come and do me again to make sure I have his baby. So carry on with your little tart.
Confession #3049
Love of my life, I confess. The sex with you is awesome and I'd love it if we did it every night. But just laying in your arms is much, much more important to me. So please don't feel like you're disappointing me when you're too tired to do it. You're not. As long as you wrap your arms around me when you come to bed, I'll be a very content lady.
Confession #3050
I went looking for our kids ADD meds today. I needed a boost, some motivation.
You've either hidden them or thrown them out.
I'm curious as to whether or not you still take Viagra, but I have to confess, it doesn't matter anymore whether you do or you don't. You take care of my sexual needs and you're a very loving partner. Whether or not you pop those pills doesn't make a bit of difference.
Confession #3042
I love my husband. And I'm having an affair. At first I didn't think I was--my husband and I found another couple attractive then found out over many months they maybe the kind that switch (they were), one party led to another. Turns out he and I were attracted, my husband and his wife aren't. we started an email, text, phone call relationship for 6 months. We had sex a few weeks ago for the first time and it was unbelievable. Today my husband asked if I had sex with him. I told him "no". He was glad, he doesn't want me to be with him That makes it really wrong, right? I love my husband so much. I can't imagine a better man, best friend, so perfect. He has ED. What do I do? I'm so confused, I want my BF but I think I need to hear the truth. Am I wrong? I love my husband and deny him nothing, he just can't preform. I'm young, not that young, young enough to really enjoy sex but old enough to know I only have a few precious years left. Thanks for the input.
Confession #3043
Dear Sweet Husband,
Sometimes I don't know why you married me. I feel like I can't get anything right lately, and yet, there you are - my biggest fan. You would rather us live dirt poor than me go to a job that makes me physically sick. I would rather us be poor than me be constantly sick too, but, you are there to comfort me when I whine about how I am looking for a job and I can't seem to find one. You have no idea how in awe I am, or how in love with you I am. I am so glad I left my ex-husband for you - you were worth every bit of the pain and misery of divorce.
It's a really tough job market out there, and I know you know that. You do whatever you can do for us and I just hope you can see that I appreciate all that you do. I appreciate that you don't get upset with me when I don't come to bed until hours after you do. I wish I could be more of morning person with you but I have tried, and I am not. Thank you for not forcing that on me.
When you told me you were going to stop smoking, but you were okay with me smoking, I was beyond amazed. How great are you? I wish we never had to be apart. You are my best friend, and you know just how to make me laugh. This morning singing the Pink Dino song and then quoting "O Brother Where Art Thou" to our kitties? I really just wanted to throw you back in bed and forget about the rest of the world today and spend some time with you.
I hope the proverbial shit actually ends up missing the fan, because, I really don't want to have to struggle any more to be with you. Being with you isn't a struggle, but you know our daily lives have so much turmoil. Well, I take that back. I have so much turmoil. I'm a depressed, fat ugly cow and I don't know how you can stand me.
But you still think I am beautiful. You hold me in you arms at night and spoon with me. When you wake me up, you turn off the alarm and wake me with your kisses and love, and I think to myself if you die, I would never find love again. Never in my life have I ever known love like this, and I'll be damned if I ever let go of you. I'm a better me because I have you.
I guess I just want to thank you for being the best husband I could ever have. Thank you for loving me, and for marrying me and being my best friend. We have so many years left together and I am so blessed to be your wife. As long as I have you by my side, I can do anything!
I love you so much, I belong to you.
Confession #3044
Some days I miss the way life was, or could be. I miss being happy. I miss loving. I miss wanting to touch or be touched. I miss being treated right, asked rather than told. I miss being thought of as smart. I miss being listened to, being heard, talked to rather than screamed at. I miss my feelings being considered, not disregarded. I miss having my opinion count, being able to ask a question, being able to talk without trying to figure out how I should sound to not anger. I miss my best friend.
I think its too late. I think I want out. Im scared it can't be fixed, or that I am so angry, hurt, and broken, that I don't want it to be fixed.
I want quiet, yet want to scream. I want to dance with my kids and see no fear, hear no tears. I want to stomp, not tiptoe. I want to cry, so that I can laugh.
I am so tired.....
Confession #3045
Know those tears that I thought were so sweet at first? Well 10 years and about 10,000 tears later they are really getting old. Every time I see you crying I want to tell you to grow a pair and suck it up and be a man. That or punch you in the back of the head so at least then you'd really have something to cry about.
I mean seriously, do you really need to cry that much? I'm a freaking female and I don't cry half as much as you. Tears cause your dad died, yes. Tears cause you had a bad day, not so much.
Confession #3046
Until recently I co-slept with the kids, almost 5 mos and 2 yr 5 mos in their room. Hubby sleeps in our room and always closes the door, even though I have asked him repeatedly to keep it open because I wanted to try to transition into going back to our bed soon. So, since he had been closing the door I decided enough was enough. When I changed the youngest (which was a nice messy nasty diaper) I left it in our room and closed the door. When hubby went in to go to sleep he got a nice smelly surprise. I could hear him complaining for several minutes after he opened the door.
Confession #3047
I really wish you would put your foot down with your family. Your mom is her own worst enemy and would really benefit from an anti anxiety medication. And the whole calling your mom 17 times a day is really agitating. I feel like you share more with her than with me. Seriously it's a problem when we have to get a more expensive cell phone plan because you call her so much. I think it's great that you have such a close relationship with your mother, really I do. But I feel like there's 3 people in our marriage, and it's getting really old. That's probably why I stopped sharing my day with you, I just feel deflated I guess. I giess I feel like I should be there first person you talk to instead of her now. Maybe that's selfish of me.I've asked you, in a completely respectful way to tone down the incessant calling and sharing EVERY SINGLE BIT of information with her, and you say "what am I supposed to do, not talk to my mom?!". That's not what I meant and you know it. You found it necessary to tell her I had the beginning stages of cervical cancer. Really?! I'm a private person and you SHOULD know that seeing that we've been together for 6 years, but you were shocked that I was pissed when she called me to try and talk to me about it. And I feel terrible even telling you that you are pissing me off because you're such a great husband, I know women would give anything to have someone like you. And the whole thing with your brother. He's a piece of shit. He always has been. You can't protect your family from his selfish and ignorant behavior, so either sit down and discuss it like a man with him, or just let it go. I'm tired of hearing his name already, that's also stressing me out. Shit or get off the pot already.
Confession #3048
To my husband, remember when you invited your friend for supper and you passed out on the couch. While you were out in a drunken stupor, your friend pushed me over the next to your pulled my panties off and slide his massive cock all the way to my ovaries and fucked very slowly and guess what I think I am pregnant. Today after you have left for work, he will come and do me again to make sure I have his baby. So carry on with your little tart.
Confession #3049
Love of my life, I confess. The sex with you is awesome and I'd love it if we did it every night. But just laying in your arms is much, much more important to me. So please don't feel like you're disappointing me when you're too tired to do it. You're not. As long as you wrap your arms around me when you come to bed, I'll be a very content lady.
Confession #3050
I went looking for our kids ADD meds today. I needed a boost, some motivation.
You've either hidden them or thrown them out.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
True Wife Confessions Age 21, and wants to buy you a drink
Confession #201
When you ask me to "help" with your resume and job application and I "forget" about the deadline, it's really just my passive-aggressive way of saying "I'm not your fucking mother, and I will not do this for you. A grown man should be able to figure this shit out on his own."
Oh, and I really, really like making more money than you.
Confession #202
You don’t know this honey….but I dip your toothbrush in the toilet! You want to talk shit to me…suffer the consequences! It never dawns on your dumb ass that you have a fresh toothbrush every couple of weeks???? And that there are some days that I would rather hang myself then kiss you???
Confession #203
I told you that of course I love your son (my stepson) but I’m really counting the days until he moves the hell out of MY house. When you are not around, we ignore each other.
Confession #204
I have slept with three married men in my life. Only one of them while I was married, and that, was my husband. The others were yours. I'm not sorry. You don't deserve them.
Confession #205
I realize you perform hard, physical labor at your job, and that I do not. However, I went to college and my job is mentally exhausting. The fact that your body is tired does not give you a free pass on all housework. If your attitude doesn't change, I will leave your ass someday
Confession #206
Every day you come home and ask me, "Did we get any mail?". And every day, I
resist the urge to kick you in the balls. If you get any mail, I leave it
for you. If you didn't, it's not there. I know you want to believe that it's
hidden away just to piss you off, I'm sure. I'm so tired of that question!!
Confession #207
Don't get mad if you wake up in the morning and I'm not laying next to you. There are times you are so flatulant that the noise and smell not only wake me up but KEEP me up. And my only recourse is to move to another bedroom to get some sleep. You're worse than the damn dog when she's had too much people food!
Confession #208
You are right when you say you do not know how to dance. I'm just being nice when I tell you that you are a good dancer. You're really not.
Confession #209
I found out what kind of porn you look at online. It gives me an entirely new perspective on who you are and I find the things that turn you on absolutely disgusting. Its made me question our entire marriage and and now every time you touch me my skin crawls and I feel physically ill because I think you are truly sick. Its even made me unsure of what kind of father you will be and I don't know if we should have children until you get help about this. The worst part is that I don't feel like I can talk to you about it. And I still love you so much.
Confession #210
Why do you feel the need to grab my ass EVERY single time you walk past me? It gets old. Fast.
When you ask me to "help" with your resume and job application and I "forget" about the deadline, it's really just my passive-aggressive way of saying "I'm not your fucking mother, and I will not do this for you. A grown man should be able to figure this shit out on his own."
Oh, and I really, really like making more money than you.
Confession #202
You don’t know this honey….but I dip your toothbrush in the toilet! You want to talk shit to me…suffer the consequences! It never dawns on your dumb ass that you have a fresh toothbrush every couple of weeks???? And that there are some days that I would rather hang myself then kiss you???
Confession #203
I told you that of course I love your son (my stepson) but I’m really counting the days until he moves the hell out of MY house. When you are not around, we ignore each other.
Confession #204
I have slept with three married men in my life. Only one of them while I was married, and that, was my husband. The others were yours. I'm not sorry. You don't deserve them.
Confession #205
I realize you perform hard, physical labor at your job, and that I do not. However, I went to college and my job is mentally exhausting. The fact that your body is tired does not give you a free pass on all housework. If your attitude doesn't change, I will leave your ass someday
Confession #206
Every day you come home and ask me, "Did we get any mail?". And every day, I
resist the urge to kick you in the balls. If you get any mail, I leave it
for you. If you didn't, it's not there. I know you want to believe that it's
hidden away just to piss you off, I'm sure. I'm so tired of that question!!
Confession #207
Don't get mad if you wake up in the morning and I'm not laying next to you. There are times you are so flatulant that the noise and smell not only wake me up but KEEP me up. And my only recourse is to move to another bedroom to get some sleep. You're worse than the damn dog when she's had too much people food!
Confession #208
You are right when you say you do not know how to dance. I'm just being nice when I tell you that you are a good dancer. You're really not.
Confession #209
I found out what kind of porn you look at online. It gives me an entirely new perspective on who you are and I find the things that turn you on absolutely disgusting. Its made me question our entire marriage and and now every time you touch me my skin crawls and I feel physically ill because I think you are truly sick. Its even made me unsure of what kind of father you will be and I don't know if we should have children until you get help about this. The worst part is that I don't feel like I can talk to you about it. And I still love you so much.
Confession #210
Why do you feel the need to grab my ass EVERY single time you walk past me? It gets old. Fast.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
True Wife Confessions 304 stainless steel
Confession # 3031
You're a perfect husband, perfect father & my best friend. Sometimes I think you notice everything else but me, even when my eating disorder is obvious to everyone else, you still don't say a word, when your word is the only one I want to hear
Confession # 3032
I'm going through a divorce and my boyfriend just broke up with me.
Guess which hurts worse...why?
Confession # 3033
I have never been more tempted in a relationship by so many attractive men! However, i'm marrying you and i love you. There will never come a day when i cheat on you because you are above all those men i see. They don't hold my heart, you do.
Confession # 3034
You hate trying to learn new technology. I don't enjoy learning it but I'm pretty good at it. If I take the time to try to explain something you'll need to know, SHUT UP AND PAY ATTENTION. Ask questions. Write stuff down. Don't distract me with trivial shit that happened today. The next time you ask me how to work the remote I'm going to respond, "so many day students came to the night class that there wasn't any room to spread around." The next time you ask me to load songs into your MP3 player, I'll tell you "my back tires are going to need to be replaced soon."
Confession # 3035
The first time we had sex, I smelled shit. I didn't stop and have you
go wipe your ass because I figured shit happens, and as long as it
stayed where it was, I'd be fine. Now I think you did it on purpose to
test my self-respect. Of course, it seems like every interaction we
had, you were testing my self-respect. Were you looking for an excuse
to treat me like something you need to wipe off your ass? Or are you
just that fundamentally nasty? I like to think that if you ever get
with a girl who doesn't accept your shit, you'll treat her with the
respect I deserved. I prefer to conceive of you as manipulative and
judgmental, rather than just a disgusting hypocrite. It's easier on my
self esteem.
Confession # 3036
To my ex-husband:
I appreciate that you lost your job. I understand that jobs are hard to find right now. I am proud for you that you are trying to better yourself by going back to college, but at the same time, I still have to support our child. That child support check that you were sending didn't do a whole lot, but I still depended on it.
While you're off having the time of your life in college (and reporting it all back to me), I am having to take 100% responsibility of our child. Again.
So keep going to college if you want. I'm all for it. Just remember, though, you aren't a kid anymore. You can't just go to school part of the day and then blow the rest of the day. Get out there and get a job and help support this child that you so badly wanted once upon a time! I need some help here!
Confession # 3037
I wish you'd be a bit more concerned about the blatantly apparent fact that your brother wants me. I think it got a bit over the top when he brought his new squeeze to the family dinner and she looked THAT much like me. Are you expecting me to keep quiet about it until its too late?
Confession # 3038
You stupid fool. You think that your smarter than me, just because I haven't confronted you about your affair with one of your co-workers. You silly man. I m just bidding my time. I'm done being your wife. The worse part is that I thought that we were actually making progress into being in a loving relationship. You are not the first man to cheat on his pregnant wife and you won't be the last. I will have the last laugh though because I started using your tooth brush to clean the toilet. Now every morning when you brush your teeth I have to stop myself from laughing.
Confession # 3039
I have been your secretary for 15 years. We have had a close friendship almost from the first day you hired me. That is nice and all but the truth is that I have really strong feelings for you. We are both married and I would never want to do anything that would hurt your family or my family. I am not the cheating type and neither are you. That is part of what I love about you. I would not leave my spouse and I know you would not either. We talk all the time and we both know that neither of us are happy in our marriage and stick around for our kids. Here is the thing, we are not getting any younger. Fifteen years is a long time to have feelings for someone. I don't want to die without showing you how I feel about you. There are times when we are working and you are close to me that I am sure you feel the same way I do. When you are out of the office you always take my calls even when you are busy. You don't even seem to mind if I don't have much to say. Do you know I am really just calling cause I miss you and want to hear you voice? When you got sick earlier this year I was so afraid I would lose you and you would never know how I felt about you for so long. Let's both do something for ourselves for a change. Why don't we forget about work and home for a few hours and just be together? I know you are respectful, you are 12 years older than me, you are my boss and would never make the first move. Give me an opportunity and I assure you I will. I think you are smart, sexy, kind, funny and I cherish every minute I am with you. Next time you go on a business trip, take me with you. I promise you won't regret it.
Confession # 3040
You delight me in ways I never thought possible. I love buying costumes to dress up for you and you glow when I walk out in a new outfit. Yes, the sex is great - Amazing - but it is the play, the silliness, the openness in our love that is grounds me to you. I love laughing with you.
You're a perfect husband, perfect father & my best friend. Sometimes I think you notice everything else but me, even when my eating disorder is obvious to everyone else, you still don't say a word, when your word is the only one I want to hear
Confession # 3032
I'm going through a divorce and my boyfriend just broke up with me.
Guess which hurts worse...why?
Confession # 3033
I have never been more tempted in a relationship by so many attractive men! However, i'm marrying you and i love you. There will never come a day when i cheat on you because you are above all those men i see. They don't hold my heart, you do.
Confession # 3034
You hate trying to learn new technology. I don't enjoy learning it but I'm pretty good at it. If I take the time to try to explain something you'll need to know, SHUT UP AND PAY ATTENTION. Ask questions. Write stuff down. Don't distract me with trivial shit that happened today. The next time you ask me how to work the remote I'm going to respond, "so many day students came to the night class that there wasn't any room to spread around." The next time you ask me to load songs into your MP3 player, I'll tell you "my back tires are going to need to be replaced soon."
Confession # 3035
The first time we had sex, I smelled shit. I didn't stop and have you
go wipe your ass because I figured shit happens, and as long as it
stayed where it was, I'd be fine. Now I think you did it on purpose to
test my self-respect. Of course, it seems like every interaction we
had, you were testing my self-respect. Were you looking for an excuse
to treat me like something you need to wipe off your ass? Or are you
just that fundamentally nasty? I like to think that if you ever get
with a girl who doesn't accept your shit, you'll treat her with the
respect I deserved. I prefer to conceive of you as manipulative and
judgmental, rather than just a disgusting hypocrite. It's easier on my
self esteem.
Confession # 3036
To my ex-husband:
I appreciate that you lost your job. I understand that jobs are hard to find right now. I am proud for you that you are trying to better yourself by going back to college, but at the same time, I still have to support our child. That child support check that you were sending didn't do a whole lot, but I still depended on it.
While you're off having the time of your life in college (and reporting it all back to me), I am having to take 100% responsibility of our child. Again.
So keep going to college if you want. I'm all for it. Just remember, though, you aren't a kid anymore. You can't just go to school part of the day and then blow the rest of the day. Get out there and get a job and help support this child that you so badly wanted once upon a time! I need some help here!
Confession # 3037
I wish you'd be a bit more concerned about the blatantly apparent fact that your brother wants me. I think it got a bit over the top when he brought his new squeeze to the family dinner and she looked THAT much like me. Are you expecting me to keep quiet about it until its too late?
Confession # 3038
You stupid fool. You think that your smarter than me, just because I haven't confronted you about your affair with one of your co-workers. You silly man. I m just bidding my time. I'm done being your wife. The worse part is that I thought that we were actually making progress into being in a loving relationship. You are not the first man to cheat on his pregnant wife and you won't be the last. I will have the last laugh though because I started using your tooth brush to clean the toilet. Now every morning when you brush your teeth I have to stop myself from laughing.
Confession # 3039
I have been your secretary for 15 years. We have had a close friendship almost from the first day you hired me. That is nice and all but the truth is that I have really strong feelings for you. We are both married and I would never want to do anything that would hurt your family or my family. I am not the cheating type and neither are you. That is part of what I love about you. I would not leave my spouse and I know you would not either. We talk all the time and we both know that neither of us are happy in our marriage and stick around for our kids. Here is the thing, we are not getting any younger. Fifteen years is a long time to have feelings for someone. I don't want to die without showing you how I feel about you. There are times when we are working and you are close to me that I am sure you feel the same way I do. When you are out of the office you always take my calls even when you are busy. You don't even seem to mind if I don't have much to say. Do you know I am really just calling cause I miss you and want to hear you voice? When you got sick earlier this year I was so afraid I would lose you and you would never know how I felt about you for so long. Let's both do something for ourselves for a change. Why don't we forget about work and home for a few hours and just be together? I know you are respectful, you are 12 years older than me, you are my boss and would never make the first move. Give me an opportunity and I assure you I will. I think you are smart, sexy, kind, funny and I cherish every minute I am with you. Next time you go on a business trip, take me with you. I promise you won't regret it.
Confession # 3040
You delight me in ways I never thought possible. I love buying costumes to dress up for you and you glow when I walk out in a new outfit. Yes, the sex is great - Amazing - but it is the play, the silliness, the openness in our love that is grounds me to you. I love laughing with you.
Monday, November 09, 2009
True Wife Confessions 20/20 , Same as hindsight
Confession #191
I sometimes wish you would be hit by a bus, but only if you push your mother in front of it first.
I hate your mother. I hate the fact that your fear of her is stronger than your self-respect or your love for me. I hate sharing my home with her. I hate having her constantly hovering over us, especially when you're not home and I'm alone with the kids and she's constantly double-checking to make sure I'm not off on the corner smoking crack with my pimp and leaving them alone to play in traffic. I hate the fact that she might outlive you. I hate the fact that my hatred of her is sometimes as strong as my love for you.
Confession #192
Don't get all pissy at ME when I don't mail the bills out. YOU gave them
to me at the last minute and said they HAD to be mailed out TODAY. YOU
waited until the LAST DAY to pay them and expected ME to drop everything
to mail them. You want them out TODAY? Mail them out today your OWN
SELF!! Know how to use a stamp? GOOD!!
Confession #193
On your days off don't call me at the office to pretend to ask me how my day is going. I hear the cupboards slamming, I hear the refrigerator door. So it's no shock to me that as soon as you get the pleasantries over with you ask me if there's anything to eat, or what you should have for lunch. I swear to god you will forever be 8 years old. But the thing is you're 33 years old, and I am not your mother. So grow the fuck up and make yourself a sandwich.
Confession #194
You know what, asshole? I'm sick and tired of being the one to find and
kill the mouse. I'm tired of being the one to relight the pilot light
or being the one to refill the propane tank because you're too fucking
scared you'll blow up. Guess I'm the disposable one, eh? I'm also damn
sick of being the shield you use to deflect conflict from your fucked
up family. I kept your house, cooked your meals, washed your clothes,
jacked you off (and got nothing in return but a sticky hand), and put
up with your infidelity. NO MORE, ASSWIPE! I'm beyond done with you.
Your psycho mother can have you back. Tell her to bring out that while
dress she wore to our wedding; she'll need it to marry you.
Confession #195
If we lived closer, I would be in his arms right now instead of yours.
Confession #196
I know you married me out of a sense of duty because I was pregnant. I know I drive you crazy. I know I can't cook or clean and am a terrible housewife. I know I can be incredibly moody and irritable. I know I don't compare to your ex-wife. I know you don't love me. But thank you for not saying it out loud.
Confession #197
Quit wetting the bed and pretending it didn't happen or acting like you don't know why it happened. It happens every time you drink half a bottle of whiskey before bed, which has been at least once a week for the last two and a half years.
Confession #198
Farting is not that funny. Especially when you do it. Then it's just disgusting. I swear you must be eating beans all day long at work, because your gas is beyond toxic.
Confession #199
I really wish you'd do something about all of that back hair. Its really gross.
Confession #200
It makes me uneasy -- how you are able to just turn your emotions on and off like a switch. It makes me wonder how much I can trust you.
I sometimes wish you would be hit by a bus, but only if you push your mother in front of it first.
I hate your mother. I hate the fact that your fear of her is stronger than your self-respect or your love for me. I hate sharing my home with her. I hate having her constantly hovering over us, especially when you're not home and I'm alone with the kids and she's constantly double-checking to make sure I'm not off on the corner smoking crack with my pimp and leaving them alone to play in traffic. I hate the fact that she might outlive you. I hate the fact that my hatred of her is sometimes as strong as my love for you.
Confession #192
Don't get all pissy at ME when I don't mail the bills out. YOU gave them
to me at the last minute and said they HAD to be mailed out TODAY. YOU
waited until the LAST DAY to pay them and expected ME to drop everything
to mail them. You want them out TODAY? Mail them out today your OWN
SELF!! Know how to use a stamp? GOOD!!
Confession #193
On your days off don't call me at the office to pretend to ask me how my day is going. I hear the cupboards slamming, I hear the refrigerator door. So it's no shock to me that as soon as you get the pleasantries over with you ask me if there's anything to eat, or what you should have for lunch. I swear to god you will forever be 8 years old. But the thing is you're 33 years old, and I am not your mother. So grow the fuck up and make yourself a sandwich.
Confession #194
You know what, asshole? I'm sick and tired of being the one to find and
kill the mouse. I'm tired of being the one to relight the pilot light
or being the one to refill the propane tank because you're too fucking
scared you'll blow up. Guess I'm the disposable one, eh? I'm also damn
sick of being the shield you use to deflect conflict from your fucked
up family. I kept your house, cooked your meals, washed your clothes,
jacked you off (and got nothing in return but a sticky hand), and put
up with your infidelity. NO MORE, ASSWIPE! I'm beyond done with you.
Your psycho mother can have you back. Tell her to bring out that while
dress she wore to our wedding; she'll need it to marry you.
Confession #195
If we lived closer, I would be in his arms right now instead of yours.
Confession #196
I know you married me out of a sense of duty because I was pregnant. I know I drive you crazy. I know I can't cook or clean and am a terrible housewife. I know I can be incredibly moody and irritable. I know I don't compare to your ex-wife. I know you don't love me. But thank you for not saying it out loud.
Confession #197
Quit wetting the bed and pretending it didn't happen or acting like you don't know why it happened. It happens every time you drink half a bottle of whiskey before bed, which has been at least once a week for the last two and a half years.
Confession #198
Farting is not that funny. Especially when you do it. Then it's just disgusting. I swear you must be eating beans all day long at work, because your gas is beyond toxic.
Confession #199
I really wish you'd do something about all of that back hair. Its really gross.
Confession #200
It makes me uneasy -- how you are able to just turn your emotions on and off like a switch. It makes me wonder how much I can trust you.
Monday, October 26, 2009
True Wife Confession 303 See Other
Confession #3021
I saw someone in a walker standing in the road late at night and
stopped to help her. I gave her a ride to her niece's house. I
didn't tell you because I knew you would lecture me about safety and,
more importantly, you would resent me doing anything to help someone
who isn't a member of our household. You get annoyed if I babysit my
sister's kids, too.
Confession #3022
Dear Husband,
I have been married to you for 15 yrs and I am so bored with you. You have an extremely low sex drive and even viagra doesn't work on you. Pathetic. I keep myself up in every physical way and you are a blob to me. Other men look at me and I wish I could be with some of them. Even just to get intellectually stimulated (which does not happen with you.) This is our second marriage and I am not really young so my dilemma is should I just stay in this marriage with all the insurance benefits Or leave this marriage. The thought of setting up my own computer and getting myself insurance is truly nauseating! Not having to eat dinner alone is a plus and I guess most couples stay in their marriages at this stage life.
Confession #3023
I miss you.
Not the you who, blaming me for everything, walked away from the marriage and lied to his friends and family about why our lives fell apart.
No, I miss the man I married. He was wonderful, and we had a bright future ahead of us. I miss the man who told my best friend that I was the woman he had been waiting for his whole life. I miss the man who promised to grow old with me. I miss the man I adored and who adored me, who loved every little kindness I did for him, and who would have taken a bullet for me. He was a wonderful, kind, sweet, generous, loving man, and I loved him.
I feel like he's gone forever. As though he'll never come back . . . even if you walk back in that door.
Stupid mental disorder. You wouldn't take responsibility for it. You let it win. You let it destroy everything good about you, and then you blamed me for the damage it caused.
I can forgive you for the pain, the hurt, and the damage, but I cannot forgive you for letting it destroy your life, my life, and our marriage. What happened was senseless. We'll both be the poorer for it, and forever wonder what our lives would have been like otherwise. It's not too late--but it will be soon. You can still fix this. Please, wake up and understand what really happened. Please, get a proper therapist who understands your condition. Please, before I'm forced to divorce you. Please, it will soon be too late. Please.
Confession #3024
I have cheated on my husband with my ex-boyfriend through out my ten year marriage. I even had sex with my ex-boyfriend while I was pregnant. I am a horrible wife.
Confession #3025
I am trying hard to fall back in love with you. Please don't fuck it up with explosions of anger or other disappointments.
Confession #3026
We are perfect. We had a nasty issue, and worked it out like adults. We are honest. We are sexy. We live 1700 miles apart. I'm used to the ache now. Once a month is for periods and utility bills, not putting my face in your chest and inhaling like a drowning person breaking the water's surface. I want to do that every day. When you graduate and move here, will it be the same? Or will you look at me across the kitchen and wonder why I haven't left for the airport yet? Have we done so well adjusting to half a continent, that an apartment will feel like a bear trap? These are the things that keep me up at night. I miss you. I love you. I have married you a thousand times already. I just want to know that when we do it for real, you won't miss all the space that the distance between Denver and New York has allowed. I know I wont.
Confession #3027
You tried to retain the same lawyer as me for our divorce. Her name and her firms name were plastered all over the papers you had been served with and you still didn't twig when you "googled" for a lawyer and picked her because she was close to the house. You still didn't twig until she saw your papers when you sat down with her and she had to tell you she was my lawyer. Thanks for confirming yet again why I'm leaving.
Confession #3028
The reason I am fucking him is because he's nice to me. Something that you can't be bothered to do.
I don't feel guilty. I feel empowered.
Confession #3029
You cheated on me a year ago - I cleaned all 3 bathrooms (including YOUR nasty toilet that you hadn't even bothered to flush AGAIN!!) with your toothbrush - now I feel bad that you have had a bad bad sinus infection since I did it - you think I am being so caring when I am trying to get you meds and doctors appointments - It's not so much care as guilt - but think you could have caught so much worse off that skanky homewrecking whore had I not found out when I did - so maybe no more guilt for me!!!
Confession #3030
I started confessing here when my husband began his hamfisted attempts at opening up our marriage. I didn't really want to be with anyone else. Because he wanted it so much, I reluctantly agreed; he proceeded to break his own promises, disrespect our mutual friend, pressure me into a dozen things I hated, surround me with unpleasant surprises and emotional blackmail, and then act completely surprised when I told him I was thinking of divorcing his ass.
And yet we made it through. Counseling helped. That, and the fact that I could see all too well that he really had no intention of being such an asshat. He just had a lot of learning to do.
Do I sound like I'm still angry? I am. I'm angry that the man I married turned out to be a spoiled kid who can't even faintly imagine saying no to himself when he wants something, even knowing that it will hurt me. And I'm angry that I seem to need him in my life anyway.
I'm also still in love with him. He's not just the man who keeps trying to fuck our friends. He's also the man who drove me back and forth to my family's house a hundred times while my father was ill. He's the man who overheard me reminiscing about a song I liked and hunted down the rare album for me. He's the man who looks after me when I walk in my sleep. He puts up with my annoying brother. He takes my cats to the vet.
I didn't make my vows lightly, and neither did he. It's bittersweet. We love each other, and we deserve each other, and we're in this for good.
I saw someone in a walker standing in the road late at night and
stopped to help her. I gave her a ride to her niece's house. I
didn't tell you because I knew you would lecture me about safety and,
more importantly, you would resent me doing anything to help someone
who isn't a member of our household. You get annoyed if I babysit my
sister's kids, too.
Confession #3022
Dear Husband,
I have been married to you for 15 yrs and I am so bored with you. You have an extremely low sex drive and even viagra doesn't work on you. Pathetic. I keep myself up in every physical way and you are a blob to me. Other men look at me and I wish I could be with some of them. Even just to get intellectually stimulated (which does not happen with you.) This is our second marriage and I am not really young so my dilemma is should I just stay in this marriage with all the insurance benefits Or leave this marriage. The thought of setting up my own computer and getting myself insurance is truly nauseating! Not having to eat dinner alone is a plus and I guess most couples stay in their marriages at this stage life.
Confession #3023
I miss you.
Not the you who, blaming me for everything, walked away from the marriage and lied to his friends and family about why our lives fell apart.
No, I miss the man I married. He was wonderful, and we had a bright future ahead of us. I miss the man who told my best friend that I was the woman he had been waiting for his whole life. I miss the man who promised to grow old with me. I miss the man I adored and who adored me, who loved every little kindness I did for him, and who would have taken a bullet for me. He was a wonderful, kind, sweet, generous, loving man, and I loved him.
I feel like he's gone forever. As though he'll never come back . . . even if you walk back in that door.
Stupid mental disorder. You wouldn't take responsibility for it. You let it win. You let it destroy everything good about you, and then you blamed me for the damage it caused.
I can forgive you for the pain, the hurt, and the damage, but I cannot forgive you for letting it destroy your life, my life, and our marriage. What happened was senseless. We'll both be the poorer for it, and forever wonder what our lives would have been like otherwise. It's not too late--but it will be soon. You can still fix this. Please, wake up and understand what really happened. Please, get a proper therapist who understands your condition. Please, before I'm forced to divorce you. Please, it will soon be too late. Please.
Confession #3024
I have cheated on my husband with my ex-boyfriend through out my ten year marriage. I even had sex with my ex-boyfriend while I was pregnant. I am a horrible wife.
Confession #3025
I am trying hard to fall back in love with you. Please don't fuck it up with explosions of anger or other disappointments.
Confession #3026
We are perfect. We had a nasty issue, and worked it out like adults. We are honest. We are sexy. We live 1700 miles apart. I'm used to the ache now. Once a month is for periods and utility bills, not putting my face in your chest and inhaling like a drowning person breaking the water's surface. I want to do that every day. When you graduate and move here, will it be the same? Or will you look at me across the kitchen and wonder why I haven't left for the airport yet? Have we done so well adjusting to half a continent, that an apartment will feel like a bear trap? These are the things that keep me up at night. I miss you. I love you. I have married you a thousand times already. I just want to know that when we do it for real, you won't miss all the space that the distance between Denver and New York has allowed. I know I wont.
Confession #3027
You tried to retain the same lawyer as me for our divorce. Her name and her firms name were plastered all over the papers you had been served with and you still didn't twig when you "googled" for a lawyer and picked her because she was close to the house. You still didn't twig until she saw your papers when you sat down with her and she had to tell you she was my lawyer. Thanks for confirming yet again why I'm leaving.
Confession #3028
The reason I am fucking him is because he's nice to me. Something that you can't be bothered to do.
I don't feel guilty. I feel empowered.
Confession #3029
You cheated on me a year ago - I cleaned all 3 bathrooms (including YOUR nasty toilet that you hadn't even bothered to flush AGAIN!!) with your toothbrush - now I feel bad that you have had a bad bad sinus infection since I did it - you think I am being so caring when I am trying to get you meds and doctors appointments - It's not so much care as guilt - but think you could have caught so much worse off that skanky homewrecking whore had I not found out when I did - so maybe no more guilt for me!!!
Confession #3030
I started confessing here when my husband began his hamfisted attempts at opening up our marriage. I didn't really want to be with anyone else. Because he wanted it so much, I reluctantly agreed; he proceeded to break his own promises, disrespect our mutual friend, pressure me into a dozen things I hated, surround me with unpleasant surprises and emotional blackmail, and then act completely surprised when I told him I was thinking of divorcing his ass.
And yet we made it through. Counseling helped. That, and the fact that I could see all too well that he really had no intention of being such an asshat. He just had a lot of learning to do.
Do I sound like I'm still angry? I am. I'm angry that the man I married turned out to be a spoiled kid who can't even faintly imagine saying no to himself when he wants something, even knowing that it will hurt me. And I'm angry that I seem to need him in my life anyway.
I'm also still in love with him. He's not just the man who keeps trying to fuck our friends. He's also the man who drove me back and forth to my family's house a hundred times while my father was ill. He's the man who overheard me reminiscing about a song I liked and hunted down the rare album for me. He's the man who looks after me when I walk in my sleep. He puts up with my annoying brother. He takes my cats to the vet.
I didn't make my vows lightly, and neither did he. It's bittersweet. We love each other, and we deserve each other, and we're in this for good.
Monday, October 12, 2009
True Wife Confession 302 hay bales
Confession #3011
I've slept with 2 of your friends, it was great. I would have felt bad about it but you were having sex with your first cousin.
Confession #3012
have a social etiquette problem...a guy I dated for about 2 years died over the weekend and a few of my friends have gotten in touch with me to let me know or "check-in" on me...with my 3 real friends from that town i can be totally up front and tear that physically, emotionally, and mentally abusing jerkface down like we always do...(what? he was drunk driving on his way to either hook up with some girl he met at the bar or do coke) but with some of people that contact me i feel the need to hide my real feelings and pretend he was some great guy...i have a similar problem with my other dead boyfriend..he died 5 1/2 years ago when i was 19 and we were still dating at the time but it was a bad relationship and either one of us was going to die (lots of first time drug and alcohol experiences going on) or we were going to have a horrible break-up...we are from the same home town so after it first happened i moved to another town where i met the jerkface cause i couldn't deal with being somewhere we had grown up together...now i'm back in my hometown and people are finding me on facebook and asking if i dated the guy who died cause they went to school with him and such...and once again they remember him as this shining example of a man...i remember a drunk, an abuser, a guy with more mommy and daddy issues than i've seen in anyone but my own father...but i say all the nice things...he was great, i miss him everyday...and that's a little true but mostly i remember the crying and the fear and i just thank isis that i'm here and alive and they can't control or hurt me anymore...so i put this here so that the people on myspace and facebook wouldn't think i'm an awful person
Confession #3013
From a Husband:
Why do you feel that just because you think you're cleaner, you are welcome to whine and complain about EVERY little thing! You leave your hairs on the sink for days yet if I shave and leave a few hairs on the counter, I'm a messy person. My hairs take up less space than your head hairs, and tend to sit there less time than yours because I shave only once every couple weeks.
Why do I have to hear about everything the roommate does even though I had nothing to do with it. Why is it that if he is messy, "the guys" made the mess. It's not fair. I didn't marry you for this treatment. I married you because you were a loving woman who cares more about other people than anyone else I know, unless they make a mess. If a mess is made, they may as well have spit on your family name, because they're going to hear about it. I clean up little messes you make and say nothing. You have to make it known every time that you are cleaning my mess. How is that fair. Why do I put up with it? I'm starting to not remember why.
All I want is for you to relax and not be uptight about things. I want you to not blow up at little things. If I do something worthy of it, go ahead, yell, scream, call me names, I deserve it, but if I forgot to clean up something (that you acknowledge I'm doing better at remembering to do now), then drop it. Don't bitch. Don't complain. Just do it. I do it for you.
Stop going to these sites. They don't help you. All they do is make you think that I am doing horrible things by reinforcing a negative image of men and our habits. Women aren't that much better, just different. If I complained as much as you did, you would have done the things I did tonight. You would have said the things I did, called me the names I called you. Stop it. Please. I love you, but you're doing a good job of making it hard for me to do that. I've asked you this before. I know how often you read this site. I'm asking you here. Please stop thinking I'm bad. I'm not. I'm just different and deal with different things than you do. Try taking care of all the things I do. I bet you if we switched rolls, I could continue to clean, you wouldn't have a clue how to do the things I do. How do you fix the computer? Go hook up the new tv we just got (no manuals allowed). Go move the really heavy items that you can't lift. Go DRIVE!!! Go to the grocery store by yourself more than once a month. I usually go atleast 3 times a month by myself. You complain at the thought of it! Call the pizza place on your on for once. I can't even eat it, yet I have to order it for you! Its not my fault I'm allergic to it, but you're doing an amazing job of rubbing it in my face everytime you make me order my favorite food from before I had the allergy. It makes me feel great! It makes me want to jump off a bridge!
And if you really want to continue with it, sure, I'm messy, but you refuse to drive anywhere. You refuse to goto the grocery store by yourself (which is across the street!!!). Aside from going to work, you don't do anything outside of the house unless I take you! I do all the technical things. I deal with EVERYTHING outside the house. Maybe if you dealt with that, I'd be more able and willing to help inside the house. Don't give any excuses for not driving either. You chose to be afraid after my accident. You weren't even in the truck. You were at home, all by yourself, not helping, not doing anything. You weren't involved, yet you're the one that developed a fear of driving! I don't want to hear how unfair I am. It's equal and you refuse to recognize that.
Now, stop being so self righteous and come back down to earth and join me! I love you. I want you. But I want you to be reasonable! If you can't do that, this isn't going to last long. I don't want that.
Confession #3014
When I’m downstairs like this all I can think about is you lying in bed and how much I wish I was by your side. However, I cannot sleep and I don’t want to wake you because I know you need your sleep. Here it is 3am and all I can do is think about you. You are everything I have ever hoped for and dreamed of. I love the way you laugh and joke with me, I love the way you smile when you look at me. I love so many things about you I don’t know if I can list them all.
You know when you leave for work and I’m still in bed, you lean in to kiss me goodbye and you smell so good I just want to pull you back in bed with me and make love to you. You are an amazing lover! So sweet, tender, and unselfish. You actually make me believe that you almost worship my body and that is an incredible feeling.
When you walk in from work and smile at me the way you do, it makes me feel so alive. My heart really does beat faster when I hear the garage door open. It means you are home and will be smiling at me soon. I love that smile that you have, the one that’s just for me.
I love the way you call and tell me you love me, and the way we call each other several times a day just to say hi. It always brightens my day and lets me know you are thinking of me. I am thinking of you too.
I love the talks that we have. Many times we have great discussions that go on for hours and it makes me feel like my input is important to you. I love hearing you talk about anything and everything. Your insight into our lives is something I love hearing about. I love planning our future together, it lets me know you love me and will be around for always. We have such big plans and dreams and I love working towards them with you. I like being your partner in this life.
Without you I don’t know where I would be, probably completely lost, but instead you came into my life and not only saved me, you gave me a better life. I cannot thank you enough for loving me and taking care of me. Thank you for letting me love you and for letting me be who I am and not trying to change who I am. You try to change me for the better and that’s good. You are my champion and always in my corner. I never had that before and I appreciate it. It makes me feel special that someone cares that much about me. You believe in me more than I do.
I really do believe you are a good father. You love our children so much and it shows in everything you do. Sometimes I may disagree with how you go about things, but I cannot deny that your way is more Christ like. You are so caring and patient with me and them, it’s almost unbelievable. But I know it’s true. You put all others above you. You take care of everyone and everything and for that I am extremely grateful.
I have no secrets from you; I know this was not always true. The way you stood by me this past year with my health issues and other problems has been incredible. It’s a true testament to the man that you are. I’m so grateful to your parents for helping to make you the man you are today.
I love that we still have so much love and affection for each other even after all these years. Sometimes I feel like we are still newlyweds and I pray every day that that feeling doesn’t go away. Although I really don’t see it changing and that makes me incredibly happy.
I love you for the man you are and I’m so incredibly amazed that I found someone like you. You are everything to me. My husband, my lover, my best friend, and most of all one day you will be my eternal companion. I cannot wait for that day to come. To know that I will be with you for eternity will make me so incredibly happy! You are a man like no other. You make me feel like there’s no other woman in the world, I love knowing that I’m going to feel like that forever!
Confession #3015
Aint it funny how you ALWAYS blame me for not being "wet enough" and needing to use lube on the VERY rare occasions we do have sex and even then it still hurts and is so pleasureless for me - yet with my lover I am so VERY wet and come EVERY TIME in fact usually more than once!
I married you because I was naive enough to think that because I loved you (which I no longer do) that the sex would get better and it did - just not with you!
Confession #3016
My love,
Though these times may be dark and filled with many hardships and obstacles, I am truly and completely still in love with you. I am in pain everyday, though smiling inside knowing what is possible for us. Sometimes I feel like I would wait for an eternity just to be able to really feel you again. But pray it won't take that long.
Through all of our past difficulties, you were always the one that I held up as my bright shining light, the one who gave of themselves more than anyone and who loved me without selfishness from the bottom of your kind heart. Soon the only truth will be me and you. No more of what has cost us both so much. The only darkness will be behind us, and the passion that we silence will come bursting forth, into reality, never to be lost again.
It is not spoken, but I love you so much baby. I burn for you everyday, I always have and I always will. My heart won't rest until you can feel that for real.
Confession #3017
To my fantastically new husband;
I checked your text messages today and I feel horrible about it. I know why I did it too; not because I don't trust you, not because I think you are cheating on me (despite the fact that we haven't had sex in two weeks because of my impending due date and ever expanding stomach), and not because you did anything to provoke me to go digging... but because MY EX was so slimy and horrible that I had to check his text messages to see if I needed to get checked for STD's at my next DR appointment. Which I did, EVERY TIME. I wish I knew of a way to erase the past and forget about my selfish, slimy, self centered, nasty, horrible ex husband. I wish I had met you first. You are so good to me and wonderful and I am so excited to be starting a family with you and I wish, I WISH, you were my only husband, instead of my second. I know that we will be happy together for the long haul... as long as I can curb my need to snoop. A need I never had before the EX. I am so sorry I checked your texts (which were wonderfully boring) and I hope I never have to opportunity to do so again. So please don't forget your phone at home when you go to work anymore. Thank you. I love you more than you'll ever know.
Your shameful new wife
Confession #3018
You sit there and put on a pretty show for other people, but I know the real you. The one that won't do laundry, or anything with your kids, or clean house. I have to do everything around here except make dinner and run the dishwasher. You won't mop, or clean a bathroom, or clean up the desk. All this, and unemployed too. While I work full time and am still taking care of the house.
I cheated 5 years ago, and I'm seriously considering it again. The reason the last time I cheated was because I was being ignored. Guess what? Your doing it again. You refuse to talk about anything, and when I try, you get pissed. So where does that leave me? Writing a confession while you're probably busy playing your damn game, yet again.
Confession #3019
Very little irritates me about you but for the love of Goddess can we not chuck out the boxes of unopened software you worked on 10 years ago? I mean we're not using it, it doesn't have your name on it saying "QAed by So and So"
Confession #3020
I confessed in the early days, I confessed in the middle days and I confessed fairly recently. The spirit of the confessions started as silly little secrets kept from the husband. ( The stroller is bent because I backed over it with the car.) Quickly we jumped to I am sleeping around, I want to sleep around, I hate you, I dip your toothbrush in the toilet, etc. I stopped confessing because I felt better about my relationship, my good feelings aren't secrets; I tell my husband that I love him. I think misery loves company. I read the confessions when I was unhappy; I could feel companionship because others felt the same way. Or I could tell myself things aren't as bad as ####. The comments sections get downright nasty sometimes, or they did. I don't read the comments anymore. I don't care what other people say about my confession. I just feel better to have gotten off my chest.
And honey, I really hate the way you cook the bacon. I like my bacon crispy.
I've slept with 2 of your friends, it was great. I would have felt bad about it but you were having sex with your first cousin.
Confession #3012
have a social etiquette problem...a guy I dated for about 2 years died over the weekend and a few of my friends have gotten in touch with me to let me know or "check-in" on me...with my 3 real friends from that town i can be totally up front and tear that physically, emotionally, and mentally abusing jerkface down like we always do...(what? he was drunk driving on his way to either hook up with some girl he met at the bar or do coke) but with some of people that contact me i feel the need to hide my real feelings and pretend he was some great guy...i have a similar problem with my other dead boyfriend..he died 5 1/2 years ago when i was 19 and we were still dating at the time but it was a bad relationship and either one of us was going to die (lots of first time drug and alcohol experiences going on) or we were going to have a horrible break-up...we are from the same home town so after it first happened i moved to another town where i met the jerkface cause i couldn't deal with being somewhere we had grown up together...now i'm back in my hometown and people are finding me on facebook and asking if i dated the guy who died cause they went to school with him and such...and once again they remember him as this shining example of a man...i remember a drunk, an abuser, a guy with more mommy and daddy issues than i've seen in anyone but my own father...but i say all the nice things...he was great, i miss him everyday...and that's a little true but mostly i remember the crying and the fear and i just thank isis that i'm here and alive and they can't control or hurt me anymore...so i put this here so that the people on myspace and facebook wouldn't think i'm an awful person
Confession #3013
From a Husband:
Why do you feel that just because you think you're cleaner, you are welcome to whine and complain about EVERY little thing! You leave your hairs on the sink for days yet if I shave and leave a few hairs on the counter, I'm a messy person. My hairs take up less space than your head hairs, and tend to sit there less time than yours because I shave only once every couple weeks.
Why do I have to hear about everything the roommate does even though I had nothing to do with it. Why is it that if he is messy, "the guys" made the mess. It's not fair. I didn't marry you for this treatment. I married you because you were a loving woman who cares more about other people than anyone else I know, unless they make a mess. If a mess is made, they may as well have spit on your family name, because they're going to hear about it. I clean up little messes you make and say nothing. You have to make it known every time that you are cleaning my mess. How is that fair. Why do I put up with it? I'm starting to not remember why.
All I want is for you to relax and not be uptight about things. I want you to not blow up at little things. If I do something worthy of it, go ahead, yell, scream, call me names, I deserve it, but if I forgot to clean up something (that you acknowledge I'm doing better at remembering to do now), then drop it. Don't bitch. Don't complain. Just do it. I do it for you.
Stop going to these sites. They don't help you. All they do is make you think that I am doing horrible things by reinforcing a negative image of men and our habits. Women aren't that much better, just different. If I complained as much as you did, you would have done the things I did tonight. You would have said the things I did, called me the names I called you. Stop it. Please. I love you, but you're doing a good job of making it hard for me to do that. I've asked you this before. I know how often you read this site. I'm asking you here. Please stop thinking I'm bad. I'm not. I'm just different and deal with different things than you do. Try taking care of all the things I do. I bet you if we switched rolls, I could continue to clean, you wouldn't have a clue how to do the things I do. How do you fix the computer? Go hook up the new tv we just got (no manuals allowed). Go move the really heavy items that you can't lift. Go DRIVE!!! Go to the grocery store by yourself more than once a month. I usually go atleast 3 times a month by myself. You complain at the thought of it! Call the pizza place on your on for once. I can't even eat it, yet I have to order it for you! Its not my fault I'm allergic to it, but you're doing an amazing job of rubbing it in my face everytime you make me order my favorite food from before I had the allergy. It makes me feel great! It makes me want to jump off a bridge!
And if you really want to continue with it, sure, I'm messy, but you refuse to drive anywhere. You refuse to goto the grocery store by yourself (which is across the street!!!). Aside from going to work, you don't do anything outside of the house unless I take you! I do all the technical things. I deal with EVERYTHING outside the house. Maybe if you dealt with that, I'd be more able and willing to help inside the house. Don't give any excuses for not driving either. You chose to be afraid after my accident. You weren't even in the truck. You were at home, all by yourself, not helping, not doing anything. You weren't involved, yet you're the one that developed a fear of driving! I don't want to hear how unfair I am. It's equal and you refuse to recognize that.
Now, stop being so self righteous and come back down to earth and join me! I love you. I want you. But I want you to be reasonable! If you can't do that, this isn't going to last long. I don't want that.
Confession #3014
When I’m downstairs like this all I can think about is you lying in bed and how much I wish I was by your side. However, I cannot sleep and I don’t want to wake you because I know you need your sleep. Here it is 3am and all I can do is think about you. You are everything I have ever hoped for and dreamed of. I love the way you laugh and joke with me, I love the way you smile when you look at me. I love so many things about you I don’t know if I can list them all.
You know when you leave for work and I’m still in bed, you lean in to kiss me goodbye and you smell so good I just want to pull you back in bed with me and make love to you. You are an amazing lover! So sweet, tender, and unselfish. You actually make me believe that you almost worship my body and that is an incredible feeling.
When you walk in from work and smile at me the way you do, it makes me feel so alive. My heart really does beat faster when I hear the garage door open. It means you are home and will be smiling at me soon. I love that smile that you have, the one that’s just for me.
I love the way you call and tell me you love me, and the way we call each other several times a day just to say hi. It always brightens my day and lets me know you are thinking of me. I am thinking of you too.
I love the talks that we have. Many times we have great discussions that go on for hours and it makes me feel like my input is important to you. I love hearing you talk about anything and everything. Your insight into our lives is something I love hearing about. I love planning our future together, it lets me know you love me and will be around for always. We have such big plans and dreams and I love working towards them with you. I like being your partner in this life.
Without you I don’t know where I would be, probably completely lost, but instead you came into my life and not only saved me, you gave me a better life. I cannot thank you enough for loving me and taking care of me. Thank you for letting me love you and for letting me be who I am and not trying to change who I am. You try to change me for the better and that’s good. You are my champion and always in my corner. I never had that before and I appreciate it. It makes me feel special that someone cares that much about me. You believe in me more than I do.
I really do believe you are a good father. You love our children so much and it shows in everything you do. Sometimes I may disagree with how you go about things, but I cannot deny that your way is more Christ like. You are so caring and patient with me and them, it’s almost unbelievable. But I know it’s true. You put all others above you. You take care of everyone and everything and for that I am extremely grateful.
I have no secrets from you; I know this was not always true. The way you stood by me this past year with my health issues and other problems has been incredible. It’s a true testament to the man that you are. I’m so grateful to your parents for helping to make you the man you are today.
I love that we still have so much love and affection for each other even after all these years. Sometimes I feel like we are still newlyweds and I pray every day that that feeling doesn’t go away. Although I really don’t see it changing and that makes me incredibly happy.
I love you for the man you are and I’m so incredibly amazed that I found someone like you. You are everything to me. My husband, my lover, my best friend, and most of all one day you will be my eternal companion. I cannot wait for that day to come. To know that I will be with you for eternity will make me so incredibly happy! You are a man like no other. You make me feel like there’s no other woman in the world, I love knowing that I’m going to feel like that forever!
Confession #3015
Aint it funny how you ALWAYS blame me for not being "wet enough" and needing to use lube on the VERY rare occasions we do have sex and even then it still hurts and is so pleasureless for me - yet with my lover I am so VERY wet and come EVERY TIME in fact usually more than once!
I married you because I was naive enough to think that because I loved you (which I no longer do) that the sex would get better and it did - just not with you!
Confession #3016
My love,
Though these times may be dark and filled with many hardships and obstacles, I am truly and completely still in love with you. I am in pain everyday, though smiling inside knowing what is possible for us. Sometimes I feel like I would wait for an eternity just to be able to really feel you again. But pray it won't take that long.
Through all of our past difficulties, you were always the one that I held up as my bright shining light, the one who gave of themselves more than anyone and who loved me without selfishness from the bottom of your kind heart. Soon the only truth will be me and you. No more of what has cost us both so much. The only darkness will be behind us, and the passion that we silence will come bursting forth, into reality, never to be lost again.
It is not spoken, but I love you so much baby. I burn for you everyday, I always have and I always will. My heart won't rest until you can feel that for real.
Confession #3017
To my fantastically new husband;
I checked your text messages today and I feel horrible about it. I know why I did it too; not because I don't trust you, not because I think you are cheating on me (despite the fact that we haven't had sex in two weeks because of my impending due date and ever expanding stomach), and not because you did anything to provoke me to go digging... but because MY EX was so slimy and horrible that I had to check his text messages to see if I needed to get checked for STD's at my next DR appointment. Which I did, EVERY TIME. I wish I knew of a way to erase the past and forget about my selfish, slimy, self centered, nasty, horrible ex husband. I wish I had met you first. You are so good to me and wonderful and I am so excited to be starting a family with you and I wish, I WISH, you were my only husband, instead of my second. I know that we will be happy together for the long haul... as long as I can curb my need to snoop. A need I never had before the EX. I am so sorry I checked your texts (which were wonderfully boring) and I hope I never have to opportunity to do so again. So please don't forget your phone at home when you go to work anymore. Thank you. I love you more than you'll ever know.
Your shameful new wife
Confession #3018
You sit there and put on a pretty show for other people, but I know the real you. The one that won't do laundry, or anything with your kids, or clean house. I have to do everything around here except make dinner and run the dishwasher. You won't mop, or clean a bathroom, or clean up the desk. All this, and unemployed too. While I work full time and am still taking care of the house.
I cheated 5 years ago, and I'm seriously considering it again. The reason the last time I cheated was because I was being ignored. Guess what? Your doing it again. You refuse to talk about anything, and when I try, you get pissed. So where does that leave me? Writing a confession while you're probably busy playing your damn game, yet again.
Confession #3019
Very little irritates me about you but for the love of Goddess can we not chuck out the boxes of unopened software you worked on 10 years ago? I mean we're not using it, it doesn't have your name on it saying "QAed by So and So"
Confession #3020
I confessed in the early days, I confessed in the middle days and I confessed fairly recently. The spirit of the confessions started as silly little secrets kept from the husband. ( The stroller is bent because I backed over it with the car.) Quickly we jumped to I am sleeping around, I want to sleep around, I hate you, I dip your toothbrush in the toilet, etc. I stopped confessing because I felt better about my relationship, my good feelings aren't secrets; I tell my husband that I love him. I think misery loves company. I read the confessions when I was unhappy; I could feel companionship because others felt the same way. Or I could tell myself things aren't as bad as ####. The comments sections get downright nasty sometimes, or they did. I don't read the comments anymore. I don't care what other people say about my confession. I just feel better to have gotten off my chest.
And honey, I really hate the way you cook the bacon. I like my bacon crispy.
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Lessons Learned
Recently, one of the readers left a comment that has lingered in my mind.
What happened? From the first confessions to the present day ones - What happened?
Would anyone care to update us? Me?
Share with us your lessons - good, bad or indifferent.
In the mean time, spread the word about TWC - Confessions have been slow as of late, so if you've been thinking about sending one in - now is the time.
What happened? From the first confessions to the present day ones - What happened?
Would anyone care to update us? Me?
Share with us your lessons - good, bad or indifferent.
In the mean time, spread the word about TWC - Confessions have been slow as of late, so if you've been thinking about sending one in - now is the time.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
True Wife Confession 301 Redirect
Confession #3001
To my mother:
Yes, yes I am marrying him, whether you like it or not. I don't CARE that you think my ex-husband was more likeable, if you like him so much, he's now available. Stop making my father miserable and marry him yourself, why don't you? Then you'll find out what it is to live with Mr. Perfect. He's perfectly lazy, and he's only affectionate when he wants laid. But because he kissed YOUR ass, I should have stayed married to him. Well, I'm marrying someone who kisses MY ass this time. I learned my lesson. And you and my grandmother can keep giving him the stink eye because you think he's mean for asking my kids to mind, and you can both whisper about the two of us and you can keep pitying my ex for all I care. Nothing in my life hurt me more than half of my family bailing on me because they didn't approve of my divorce, but I've come out the other side stronger and better for it. You'd better watch it--I realized I deserved better than my ex, and I got it, and I might just decide my kids and I deserve better than you all, too. I'm tired of your opinions clouding my joy and excitement at my impending wedding, so I've basically cut you off. I can finish the job and stop talking to you completely if you'd like. Or you can start being a MOTHER and wish me well and help me plan and be happy for me. It's probably too late to ask you to start doing that at this late date, though. You haven't wanted to be my mother for 28 years, why would you start now?
Love,
Me
Confession #3002
I think I am falling in love with your best friend who has also become one of my best friends. For the moment, it is lust.
I have known him just as long as I have known you. I always swore I wouldn't ever develop feelings for him; I didn't think I could have feelings for him. I didn't know then, but I know now. I was lying to myself. I don't view him as a better provider, more understanding of me, or more sexy. In my mind, you two are equal. Both driven, hard workers; but he always seems more passionate. Maybe its because he's "forbidden fruit", but since our group went out recently, I cannot stop thinking of him. Maybe I have such strong desires towards him because he's open to trying new things, because he will try to learn a new skill for me and I'm not even his wife, let alone girlfriend. He knew how much the lessons would mean to me, and he's excited about them too.
There's the one one factor that differentiates the two of you...he's passionate. I've never cheated on you, ever. So how do I know he is this way? When we shared a dance, I felt a sexiness come over me. I'm sure it overcame him too, at least I hope it did. I wanted him to want me just like I wanted him. It was a feeling I haven't felt through your hands in months, years...I can't stop thinking of how hot dancing with him was...in the middle of everyone, a very crowded club, it felt as if we were the only ones who mattered. I know he felt the same way. Our first dance was mild and to your liking, but after a bit, I locked hands with him and began to guide his hands over my body. It felt incredible. Almost voyeuristic. Mostly, he danced with me from behind. We moved in tandem, bodies grinding together, my hands guiding his hands over my body. I held him tightly, wanting more, pulling him closer to me. That is why I became infuriated with you when you told me I had to leave with you right then. I even thought of him while I pleased myself last night. Its terrible I know, but I want to experience him. To feel his hands gliding over my bare body...I shiver just thinking of it.
I don't know when I developed feelings for him. I don't know why, either. You are a decent lover and an incredible man most of the time, but I feel neglected on some occasions. I'm finding its more often than not I don't "get mine", but you always get yours. This is pushing me towards him more. We started talking more often while you were away earlier this month. We talk every day. He came over each evening to keep me company while you were away. Nothing happened, you know what happens in our home. We've talked about our dancing, and we both agree it was some of the most erotic memories that neither of us will let go. I try to flirt with him and there are times I believe he tries to reciprocate the gesture without being too obvious. I want him to reciprocate. I want him to think about me when we're not together. I want him to want me just as passionately as I want him. My whole being is telling me this is wrong. I know my feelings just need to run their course. I will eventually get over him. I know it...I always do. But until I am done with this lust, I will continue to think of how incredibly sexy he made me feel. We will be dancing together next weekend. We will do it again every time you are away. Both of us will enjoy it to the fullest extent...I hope I can keep myself on my own two feet and not my back.
Confession #3003
You are trying and I really don't want to. After a beautiful 2 1/2 year old daughter and a distance and unhappiness that is just as old. I opened the door because I wanted out, and now you want back in. I think I might be falling in love with someone else. With a kiss that I felt to my very core. Your intentions are honorable and heart felt. Mine are out of obligation to the daughter we wanted together. I don't hate you. I respect you and who you are and who you want us to be. I don't think I can be that with you anymore. It makes me sick to think of hurting you and breaking our family. But how can I be an asset to the family if I am just not happy for the simple fact that I am not in love with you anymore? You are a good dad. You are a good provider. You are loyal. We let this go on too long and I think that it is too late for me. That is my confession.
Confession #3004
I wish you would make me and our marriage a priority.
Stop planning your next poker party. All you do is talk about how big your dick is. And I think you fail to mention to the guys that it doesn't work.
Confession #3005
I know I shouldn't want you as much as I do. You're married, but I want you now more then ever. I want you to know that I'm okay with you wanting to be good and not wanting me now. What hurt the most is when you threw in the "It's not just you, I want to do things with other women to but I have to be good." Even now when I see you, my heart jumps wishing and hoping for something that will never be.
Confession #3006
Dear sweety,
I love you and you're my best friend and we'll be together for always. But you are by far the strangest man I've ever met.
It's been over 3 months since we had sex. With me getting sick, and then you, and then the kids, and then you again with menstrual cycles shoved into the mix I can understand.
But there we were- the kids were in bed and asleep. Your cold is gone. I'm not menstruating. And you pop up to play your game. Ok sure, if I wanted sex I should've pounced on you. But yesterday, and today you gave me all your signs that let me know- get ready, cause later it's you and me.
And then.... nothing. What man in his right mind doesn't have sex with his wife for 3 fucking months then doesn't pounce on her the second he can? Do you not like having sex with me? I've asked you that before and you assure me time and time again that's not the case and then you'll give me the excuses I listed above (sickness, etc). But come on! What man isn't counting the days until we can? What man doesn't want to have a quicky with his wife while the kids are up? I mean they're watching their cartoons! We've been having this same fight. And the day you have sex with me as many times as, or more than you masturbate- I wouldn't feel like shit.
I'd understand an affair- that would be an excuse. But you're not and I know you never will. So my only conclusion would be that you don't want to have sex with me. What the hell is wrong with you?
Confession #3007
We were getting ready to go for a few days away at the cottage. I was fed up with his "me-me" attitude, yes, he is an Aries and has been like that since I met him. Anyway, so we were cleaning up the house and we (meaning I) was also trying to get the kids, 2 years and 2 months to sleep.
When I was released from the hospital 2 months earlier, after having my second son, I was given a prescription for Oxycodone and since I am not a pill taker, he always begs me for mine every weekend until the bottle is gone. Anyway, this night I gave him one and he left it on the fridge.
I got so irritated and finally had it that I took the pill back (lied when he asked me if I took it), lol, "Why would I take it? You must've knocked it on the floor." So, he even moved the fridge to look behind it for the pill. Really? Really is the affects of the pill THAT important??? Come on.
Then I did something naughty (for my standards anyway), he sleeps sometimes in my son's bed when both boys co-sleep with me. Well on this night that's what the plan was. I wanted him to feel uncomfy since he was being such a total ASS that day, so I took a dixie cup full of water and dumped it under the comforter on the sheets of the twin bed.
Kids went to sleep in our bed. I went to sleep too. About 2 hours later, my hubby went to sleep by himself in our eldest son's bed. All I heard for a straight 5 minutes was, "...shit, hell, Jesus, what the hell, shit..." I woke up to that and man that was music to my ears.
I went through both pregnancies with him being such a whiny fucking ass, doing this stupid childish thing made payback feel so right. I fell asleep with a smile on my face. Ahhhhh.
Oh and next day he asked me about the bed being wet. "Jeez, dear, I have no idea. Might've been the cat."
Confession #3008
I love my husband. I do. He treats me well, I know he loves me. But I didn't get much of a chance to experience many other guys. So lately, when I'm having super hot sex with my husband, I'm imagining it's the coworker with whom I have become extremely flirtatious. I hate myself.
Confession #3009
I always feel like I am cheating a little when I give you a blowjob..because I don't really swallow everything. I kind of let about half of it fall back out of my mouth and onto you. You never seem to notice and god knows you have never complained, but I feel like I am cheating you out of a "real" blowjob if I don't swallow everything.
Confession #3010
So soon now he'll be back in my arms! My heart is light and I always have a smile on my face. Just you wait my love, it'll be a time you never forget!
To my mother:
Yes, yes I am marrying him, whether you like it or not. I don't CARE that you think my ex-husband was more likeable, if you like him so much, he's now available. Stop making my father miserable and marry him yourself, why don't you? Then you'll find out what it is to live with Mr. Perfect. He's perfectly lazy, and he's only affectionate when he wants laid. But because he kissed YOUR ass, I should have stayed married to him. Well, I'm marrying someone who kisses MY ass this time. I learned my lesson. And you and my grandmother can keep giving him the stink eye because you think he's mean for asking my kids to mind, and you can both whisper about the two of us and you can keep pitying my ex for all I care. Nothing in my life hurt me more than half of my family bailing on me because they didn't approve of my divorce, but I've come out the other side stronger and better for it. You'd better watch it--I realized I deserved better than my ex, and I got it, and I might just decide my kids and I deserve better than you all, too. I'm tired of your opinions clouding my joy and excitement at my impending wedding, so I've basically cut you off. I can finish the job and stop talking to you completely if you'd like. Or you can start being a MOTHER and wish me well and help me plan and be happy for me. It's probably too late to ask you to start doing that at this late date, though. You haven't wanted to be my mother for 28 years, why would you start now?
Love,
Me
Confession #3002
I think I am falling in love with your best friend who has also become one of my best friends. For the moment, it is lust.
I have known him just as long as I have known you. I always swore I wouldn't ever develop feelings for him; I didn't think I could have feelings for him. I didn't know then, but I know now. I was lying to myself. I don't view him as a better provider, more understanding of me, or more sexy. In my mind, you two are equal. Both driven, hard workers; but he always seems more passionate. Maybe its because he's "forbidden fruit", but since our group went out recently, I cannot stop thinking of him. Maybe I have such strong desires towards him because he's open to trying new things, because he will try to learn a new skill for me and I'm not even his wife, let alone girlfriend. He knew how much the lessons would mean to me, and he's excited about them too.
There's the one one factor that differentiates the two of you...he's passionate. I've never cheated on you, ever. So how do I know he is this way? When we shared a dance, I felt a sexiness come over me. I'm sure it overcame him too, at least I hope it did. I wanted him to want me just like I wanted him. It was a feeling I haven't felt through your hands in months, years...I can't stop thinking of how hot dancing with him was...in the middle of everyone, a very crowded club, it felt as if we were the only ones who mattered. I know he felt the same way. Our first dance was mild and to your liking, but after a bit, I locked hands with him and began to guide his hands over my body. It felt incredible. Almost voyeuristic. Mostly, he danced with me from behind. We moved in tandem, bodies grinding together, my hands guiding his hands over my body. I held him tightly, wanting more, pulling him closer to me. That is why I became infuriated with you when you told me I had to leave with you right then. I even thought of him while I pleased myself last night. Its terrible I know, but I want to experience him. To feel his hands gliding over my bare body...I shiver just thinking of it.
I don't know when I developed feelings for him. I don't know why, either. You are a decent lover and an incredible man most of the time, but I feel neglected on some occasions. I'm finding its more often than not I don't "get mine", but you always get yours. This is pushing me towards him more. We started talking more often while you were away earlier this month. We talk every day. He came over each evening to keep me company while you were away. Nothing happened, you know what happens in our home. We've talked about our dancing, and we both agree it was some of the most erotic memories that neither of us will let go. I try to flirt with him and there are times I believe he tries to reciprocate the gesture without being too obvious. I want him to reciprocate. I want him to think about me when we're not together. I want him to want me just as passionately as I want him. My whole being is telling me this is wrong. I know my feelings just need to run their course. I will eventually get over him. I know it...I always do. But until I am done with this lust, I will continue to think of how incredibly sexy he made me feel. We will be dancing together next weekend. We will do it again every time you are away. Both of us will enjoy it to the fullest extent...I hope I can keep myself on my own two feet and not my back.
Confession #3003
You are trying and I really don't want to. After a beautiful 2 1/2 year old daughter and a distance and unhappiness that is just as old. I opened the door because I wanted out, and now you want back in. I think I might be falling in love with someone else. With a kiss that I felt to my very core. Your intentions are honorable and heart felt. Mine are out of obligation to the daughter we wanted together. I don't hate you. I respect you and who you are and who you want us to be. I don't think I can be that with you anymore. It makes me sick to think of hurting you and breaking our family. But how can I be an asset to the family if I am just not happy for the simple fact that I am not in love with you anymore? You are a good dad. You are a good provider. You are loyal. We let this go on too long and I think that it is too late for me. That is my confession.
Confession #3004
I wish you would make me and our marriage a priority.
Stop planning your next poker party. All you do is talk about how big your dick is. And I think you fail to mention to the guys that it doesn't work.
Confession #3005
I know I shouldn't want you as much as I do. You're married, but I want you now more then ever. I want you to know that I'm okay with you wanting to be good and not wanting me now. What hurt the most is when you threw in the "It's not just you, I want to do things with other women to but I have to be good." Even now when I see you, my heart jumps wishing and hoping for something that will never be.
Confession #3006
Dear sweety,
I love you and you're my best friend and we'll be together for always. But you are by far the strangest man I've ever met.
It's been over 3 months since we had sex. With me getting sick, and then you, and then the kids, and then you again with menstrual cycles shoved into the mix I can understand.
But there we were- the kids were in bed and asleep. Your cold is gone. I'm not menstruating. And you pop up to play your game. Ok sure, if I wanted sex I should've pounced on you. But yesterday, and today you gave me all your signs that let me know- get ready, cause later it's you and me.
And then.... nothing. What man in his right mind doesn't have sex with his wife for 3 fucking months then doesn't pounce on her the second he can? Do you not like having sex with me? I've asked you that before and you assure me time and time again that's not the case and then you'll give me the excuses I listed above (sickness, etc). But come on! What man isn't counting the days until we can? What man doesn't want to have a quicky with his wife while the kids are up? I mean they're watching their cartoons! We've been having this same fight. And the day you have sex with me as many times as, or more than you masturbate- I wouldn't feel like shit.
I'd understand an affair- that would be an excuse. But you're not and I know you never will. So my only conclusion would be that you don't want to have sex with me. What the hell is wrong with you?
Confession #3007
We were getting ready to go for a few days away at the cottage. I was fed up with his "me-me" attitude, yes, he is an Aries and has been like that since I met him. Anyway, so we were cleaning up the house and we (meaning I) was also trying to get the kids, 2 years and 2 months to sleep.
When I was released from the hospital 2 months earlier, after having my second son, I was given a prescription for Oxycodone and since I am not a pill taker, he always begs me for mine every weekend until the bottle is gone. Anyway, this night I gave him one and he left it on the fridge.
I got so irritated and finally had it that I took the pill back (lied when he asked me if I took it), lol, "Why would I take it? You must've knocked it on the floor." So, he even moved the fridge to look behind it for the pill. Really? Really is the affects of the pill THAT important??? Come on.
Then I did something naughty (for my standards anyway), he sleeps sometimes in my son's bed when both boys co-sleep with me. Well on this night that's what the plan was. I wanted him to feel uncomfy since he was being such a total ASS that day, so I took a dixie cup full of water and dumped it under the comforter on the sheets of the twin bed.
Kids went to sleep in our bed. I went to sleep too. About 2 hours later, my hubby went to sleep by himself in our eldest son's bed. All I heard for a straight 5 minutes was, "...shit, hell, Jesus, what the hell, shit..." I woke up to that and man that was music to my ears.
I went through both pregnancies with him being such a whiny fucking ass, doing this stupid childish thing made payback feel so right. I fell asleep with a smile on my face. Ahhhhh.
Oh and next day he asked me about the bed being wet. "Jeez, dear, I have no idea. Might've been the cat."
Confession #3008
I love my husband. I do. He treats me well, I know he loves me. But I didn't get much of a chance to experience many other guys. So lately, when I'm having super hot sex with my husband, I'm imagining it's the coworker with whom I have become extremely flirtatious. I hate myself.
Confession #3009
I always feel like I am cheating a little when I give you a blowjob..because I don't really swallow everything. I kind of let about half of it fall back out of my mouth and onto you. You never seem to notice and god knows you have never complained, but I feel like I am cheating you out of a "real" blowjob if I don't swallow everything.
Confession #3010
So soon now he'll be back in my arms! My heart is light and I always have a smile on my face. Just you wait my love, it'll be a time you never forget!
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Let me Guess - she dumped you?
There is a political blog I love which does their "Hate Mail" every Saturday. I love the Hate Mail Saturdays as it makes any hate mail I get feel so tame in comparison ( and it is, really). This, however, popped into my inbox a couple days ago, and I felt it was a shame to Not share this unedited, unchanged Love:
IF MEN ARE WOLVES, THEN LADIES STOP BEING LOW SELF-ESTEEMED, LOW STANDARD, FAST AND EASY PICKINGS. SOME OF YOU LOOK LIKE A THREE-LEGGED GAZELLE DIPPED IN MANGO SAUCE, RUNNING ACROSS THE FIELD IN SLOW MOTION. HAVE SOME CLASS AND BECOME A LIONESS! I AIN'T NEVER SEEN NO WOLF GO ANYWHERE NEAR NO LIONESS! Y'ALL NEED TO STOP LETTING LITTLE BOYS LAY UP ON Y'ALL, PLAYING MADDEN AND HOUSE-SITTING ALL DAY. SOME OF YOU WORK SO HARD TO KEEP HIM AT HOME; BUY HIM A CAR IN YOUR NAME, GIVE HIM A CELL PHONE IN YOUR NAME, HE DONT PAY NO BILLS FOR THE HOUSE IN YOUR NAME...DO Y'ALL REALLY BELIEVE THATS WHAT IT TAKES TO KEEP A MAN? SOME OF YOU WOMEN ARE WORST THAN THE OVERBEARING MOTHERS THAT SPOILED HIM AND MADE HIM SORRY IN THE FIRST PLACE! AFTER Y'ALL DONE HAD ENOUGH OF THAT, THEN YOU WANNA PUT ALL MEN IN THE SAME BOAT AND THINK ABOUT CROSSING OVER...IM PRETTY SURE IT WOULD TAKE A WHOLE PACK OF WOLVES TO ATTACK A LIONESS, BUT EVEN IF THAT HAPPENS, THAT LIONESS AIN'T GONNA LOSE HER SEXUALITY! THAS RIGHT, BEING A VICTIM OF THE WRONG KIND OF MEN DOESN'T MAKE IT RIGHT FOR YOU TO JUMP SIDES! LONG STORY SHORT, IF YOU'RE WANDERING AROUND NOT USING YOUR GOD GIVEN INSTINCTS, AIN'T GOT NO PERSONAL GOALS, NO KIND OF CAREER, MAKING BABIES TO PASS THE TIME, AND SITTING AROUND WAITING FOR SOME MAN TO TAKE CARE OF YOU, THEN PREPARE TO BE DEVOURED BY MORE THAN JUST A WOLF! FURTHERMORE, THESE SO CALLED "FEMALE PARTNERS" Y'ALL CALL YOURSELVES TURNING TO, SEE YOU AS AN EASY TARGET AS WELL, I MEAN, WHICH IS WORSE, BEING EATEN ALIVE BY A MALE OR A FEMALE WOLF...IT'S SAD, BUT WHEN U THINK ABOUT IT, U KNOW SOME HEFFAS RIGHT NOW THAT SHOULD BE READING THIS!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
True Wife Confessions Numbah 19, Numbah 19
Confession #181
All those times I said I wasn't happy with our marriage? I really meant those. It was NOT a time of the month thing, I have outgrown you. Did I ever think I'd cheat on you? No. Am I ? Yes. And I don't feel guilty because I am finally feeling like a successful, appreciated, caring, talented woman that someone adores. All those nights I'm with you, I'm thinking of him. And if I go away to visit a friend or take a long afternoon shopping, I'm not where you think I am. And you are so spineless I wonder if you found out, if you'd even do anything about it. I have a feeling you'd let it occur right under your nose just so I wouldn't leave you
Confession #182
Why won’t I have sex you? The correct question is why would I ?
Confession #183
When you fall asleep watching TV on the sofa, I run upstairs to the computer and type very quietly with the lights off, so I don't wake you. If you do wake up, I shut off the monitor and quickly hop into bed, so that you think I haven't been on the computer all night.
Confession #184
My worst fear is that one morning you'll wake up and realize that you are too good for me and that I don't deserve you. But I never fear that you will leave me, because you have been nothing but a wonderful husband and father to our child. I know you will never do anything to hurt us. You really are my hero.
Confession #185
If you make a promise, keep it. I keep mine. If you don't have what it takes to be a man of your word, don't run your mouth.
Stop expecting me to feel sorry for you with all of your ailments. They are all self-inflicted. Yes, that's what happens when you don't brush your teeth or have good hygiene. You're not fooling anybody, everyone else knows that too.
I no longer have an interest in getting you off because you show no interest in getting me off.
Yes, you have a job. Get over it. Everyone has to work. Either change careers or stop whining and complaining. Guess what? Everyone you're complaining to just came from work too!
If you don't start to address the projects around the house that need your attention, I will call someone and have it taken care of. I don't care if it IS what you do.
If buying me gifts for the holidays is such a problem, don't do it anymore. I'll take the cash. I can't take another holiday of you waiting until the last minute to shop and coming home with things I never asked for because that's all you could find in the last 10 minutes the store was open.
I know I didn't marry Romeo BUT after nearly 20 years you do have to spring for a getaway at some point. If you choose not to again when our 20th anniversary rolls around, I will plan my own getaway and leave you at home, alone.
Yes, you have a problem gambling when you spend as much time doing that as you do working.
Please try to remember that there are other people around you. They have feelings too. Treat others like you would like to be treated. The world does not revolve around you.
Confession #186
I have never loved you.....I only married you because I was afraid I'd be alone forever. I wish I would have known that being married to you would make me feel more alone than ever...
Confession #187
I read your emails, all of them. Even the ones you don't think I know about
Confession #188
I watch porn occasionally, not because I am sick or twisted or have some sort of fetish. I watch it, because I figure at least the porn stars are getting some...more often than I am. I only dream sex could be that good and lengthy.
Confession #189
The mornings when you let me sleep in while you take care of the child win you more points than just about anything else you could do.
Confession #190
You are a whiny bitch on family trips and when we have company. I miss having a social life that involves you.
All those times I said I wasn't happy with our marriage? I really meant those. It was NOT a time of the month thing, I have outgrown you. Did I ever think I'd cheat on you? No. Am I ? Yes. And I don't feel guilty because I am finally feeling like a successful, appreciated, caring, talented woman that someone adores. All those nights I'm with you, I'm thinking of him. And if I go away to visit a friend or take a long afternoon shopping, I'm not where you think I am. And you are so spineless I wonder if you found out, if you'd even do anything about it. I have a feeling you'd let it occur right under your nose just so I wouldn't leave you
Confession #182
Why won’t I have sex you? The correct question is why would I ?
Confession #183
When you fall asleep watching TV on the sofa, I run upstairs to the computer and type very quietly with the lights off, so I don't wake you. If you do wake up, I shut off the monitor and quickly hop into bed, so that you think I haven't been on the computer all night.
Confession #184
My worst fear is that one morning you'll wake up and realize that you are too good for me and that I don't deserve you. But I never fear that you will leave me, because you have been nothing but a wonderful husband and father to our child. I know you will never do anything to hurt us. You really are my hero.
Confession #185
If you make a promise, keep it. I keep mine. If you don't have what it takes to be a man of your word, don't run your mouth.
Stop expecting me to feel sorry for you with all of your ailments. They are all self-inflicted. Yes, that's what happens when you don't brush your teeth or have good hygiene. You're not fooling anybody, everyone else knows that too.
I no longer have an interest in getting you off because you show no interest in getting me off.
Yes, you have a job. Get over it. Everyone has to work. Either change careers or stop whining and complaining. Guess what? Everyone you're complaining to just came from work too!
If you don't start to address the projects around the house that need your attention, I will call someone and have it taken care of. I don't care if it IS what you do.
If buying me gifts for the holidays is such a problem, don't do it anymore. I'll take the cash. I can't take another holiday of you waiting until the last minute to shop and coming home with things I never asked for because that's all you could find in the last 10 minutes the store was open.
I know I didn't marry Romeo BUT after nearly 20 years you do have to spring for a getaway at some point. If you choose not to again when our 20th anniversary rolls around, I will plan my own getaway and leave you at home, alone.
Yes, you have a problem gambling when you spend as much time doing that as you do working.
Please try to remember that there are other people around you. They have feelings too. Treat others like you would like to be treated. The world does not revolve around you.
Confession #186
I have never loved you.....I only married you because I was afraid I'd be alone forever. I wish I would have known that being married to you would make me feel more alone than ever...
Confession #187
I read your emails, all of them. Even the ones you don't think I know about
Confession #188
I watch porn occasionally, not because I am sick or twisted or have some sort of fetish. I watch it, because I figure at least the porn stars are getting some...more often than I am. I only dream sex could be that good and lengthy.
Confession #189
The mornings when you let me sleep in while you take care of the child win you more points than just about anything else you could do.
Confession #190
You are a whiny bitch on family trips and when we have company. I miss having a social life that involves you.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
True Wife Confession 300 - Prepare for Glory!
Confessions # 2991
Yet another night in hell. I wish you would understand how much your drinking is killing our marriage, our dreams.. How much lower you set the bar for our children. I wish I could leave you and to never hear from you again. You are a disease that infects everything. I am tired of you "sorry"s, should've, could've or other times about your "justifying" your drinking and your 3am or 4am escapades. While you're out "relaxing" with friends, I am home 24/7 with our 10month old and our 2 year old and it's not easy at all. I rather be single and struggling than with you and surviving.. I hate the fact that you're fat, that you don't take care of yourself, that you do drugs, that you drink, that you suck in bed, that you BREATHE! I feel I lost 12 years of my life wasting my time with you. Yes YOU pay the bills now, YOU are working, well just so you know, my work right now is 10 times harder than yours raising 2 kids BY MYSELF , and let's not forget, when I was working I made twice the money that you bring in now and if it wasn't for me and my direction, we would have never had everything we have today. You wouldn't have vacation house in Europe to bloody brag about to your alcoholic low life white trash friends, you wouldn't have a clue about the world.. you would have been just like all others in your branch- just a simple alcoholic. You would have never traveled the world and seen the things we've seen.. you would have never probably had a passport for God's sake. I should have never married you, I should have never gave you 5 minutes of my life. Damn you! Now I am stuck here, away from my country, from my friends from my family. I gave up everything for YOU!!! And this is what it turns out to be... I hate you!
Confessions # 2992
Know how we have all this junk around the house we don't want anymore? Know how I listed those 2 big bookshelves my mother GAVE us 6 years ago on Craigslist for $100? Know how I lugged them out onto the front porch by myself? Know how I took $50 for them? Know how you just sat on your ass during this process? Know how when I told you I got $50 you got pissed at me and said I got scammed?
Know what? Fuck you. You want crap out of this house, you figure it out.
Of course, if we die in this place in 15 years the authorities will have to dig us out of the massive piles of rubble because you won't do shit to get rid of anything.
Confessions # 2993
You had quite the balls of steel when you announced that you weren't taking part in dinner tonight, so your daughter and I could eat on our own - then turned around and asked me for my debit card so you could order pizza.
Didn't think I would say no, did you?
Confessions # 2994
I live for the day that you will not make me feel stupid when doing something to help you. Keep in mind that I do not live with you yet so be happy when I help with your dishes, dinner, etc. and don't criticize me while doing it. Your way is not always better and you are by no means perfect. Honestly I do not know how I can ever live with you--your OCD is rediculous. Also the fact that our kids do not like each other and you ignore my son is a serious issue. You've lost the passion in your eyes for me and if it doesn't come back, I'm gone. I'm about to walk away, and when I do you will wish that you tried a little harder to keep me!
Confessions # 2995
I know we have agreed to alternate the days we clean out the litter box but while you're at work I just deodorize it and add a little more litter so really you are the only one to clean the litter box.
Confessions # 2996
You said you would always be there for me. You said you loved me. Is love bringing another woman and her child into our home and carrying on a relationship with her? I put up with it for 4 years. Don't ask me why I did it for so long. I think I figured she would get sick of you and leave. But she didn't. I finally got the courage to leave you! I am not in your life anymore, so you can't control me, but yet you try. It is NONE of your business if I have money, nor what I spend it on. I don't care if you can't buy groceries, that is NOT my problem. You think buying the kids some school supplies makes it all better. For the $100 you spent, I spent an additional $390 on the rest of their school supplies, their shoes, their clothes. Who is paying for their bussing and their school fees? Not you. That's for sure. Yet you think you can make me feel bad that you have no money. Too bad. You made your bed, you can sleep in it.
I am trying to be nice for the sake of the kids, but you make it hard because you still try and control me. Try and control what I write, what I tell others, what I spend my money on. Keep it up, and things aren't going to be so nice.
I am much happier now that I am free. Thank you for letting me realize that you didn't make me happy.
Confessions # 2997
After almost 20 years, you have finally learned how to make a good cup of coffee. Thank You!
Confessions # 2998
I know that you are the best thing that has happened to me in probably my entire life...but where where you 25 years ago? Why are you so good to me? You are so gentle,so sweet..you know what I have done since my marriage ended...the men that I have used and yet you are still there for me.Why??
Only one problem...you have no sex drive.When we do make love it feels like I am molesting you.Why are you so passive? This is something that I can't do for much longer.I know you love me but you are forcing me to look outside our relationship for sex and it is killing me.I am 45 years old and in my prime dude....I want and crave YOU, please,please feel the same way or I am gone.
Confessions # 2999
I don't like who ever you become when we have houseguests. That guy who appears in front of other people? I HATE that guy. Stop it. Your friends love you for You and I always have loved you for you, so please don't drive us away with that miserable bastard.
Confessions # 3000
Having you call me every day during my vacation to complain about the animals? Suck it the fuck up. Who did you think was cleaning litter and feeding and cleaning? My 51 week a year job gives me Zero sympathy for your 1 week job.
Yet another night in hell. I wish you would understand how much your drinking is killing our marriage, our dreams.. How much lower you set the bar for our children. I wish I could leave you and to never hear from you again. You are a disease that infects everything. I am tired of you "sorry"s, should've, could've or other times about your "justifying" your drinking and your 3am or 4am escapades. While you're out "relaxing" with friends, I am home 24/7 with our 10month old and our 2 year old and it's not easy at all. I rather be single and struggling than with you and surviving.. I hate the fact that you're fat, that you don't take care of yourself, that you do drugs, that you drink, that you suck in bed, that you BREATHE! I feel I lost 12 years of my life wasting my time with you. Yes YOU pay the bills now, YOU are working, well just so you know, my work right now is 10 times harder than yours raising 2 kids BY MYSELF , and let's not forget, when I was working I made twice the money that you bring in now and if it wasn't for me and my direction, we would have never had everything we have today. You wouldn't have vacation house in Europe to bloody brag about to your alcoholic low life white trash friends, you wouldn't have a clue about the world.. you would have been just like all others in your branch- just a simple alcoholic. You would have never traveled the world and seen the things we've seen.. you would have never probably had a passport for God's sake. I should have never married you, I should have never gave you 5 minutes of my life. Damn you! Now I am stuck here, away from my country, from my friends from my family. I gave up everything for YOU!!! And this is what it turns out to be... I hate you!
Confessions # 2992
Know how we have all this junk around the house we don't want anymore? Know how I listed those 2 big bookshelves my mother GAVE us 6 years ago on Craigslist for $100? Know how I lugged them out onto the front porch by myself? Know how I took $50 for them? Know how you just sat on your ass during this process? Know how when I told you I got $50 you got pissed at me and said I got scammed?
Know what? Fuck you. You want crap out of this house, you figure it out.
Of course, if we die in this place in 15 years the authorities will have to dig us out of the massive piles of rubble because you won't do shit to get rid of anything.
Confessions # 2993
You had quite the balls of steel when you announced that you weren't taking part in dinner tonight, so your daughter and I could eat on our own - then turned around and asked me for my debit card so you could order pizza.
Didn't think I would say no, did you?
Confessions # 2994
I live for the day that you will not make me feel stupid when doing something to help you. Keep in mind that I do not live with you yet so be happy when I help with your dishes, dinner, etc. and don't criticize me while doing it. Your way is not always better and you are by no means perfect. Honestly I do not know how I can ever live with you--your OCD is rediculous. Also the fact that our kids do not like each other and you ignore my son is a serious issue. You've lost the passion in your eyes for me and if it doesn't come back, I'm gone. I'm about to walk away, and when I do you will wish that you tried a little harder to keep me!
Confessions # 2995
I know we have agreed to alternate the days we clean out the litter box but while you're at work I just deodorize it and add a little more litter so really you are the only one to clean the litter box.
Confessions # 2996
You said you would always be there for me. You said you loved me. Is love bringing another woman and her child into our home and carrying on a relationship with her? I put up with it for 4 years. Don't ask me why I did it for so long. I think I figured she would get sick of you and leave. But she didn't. I finally got the courage to leave you! I am not in your life anymore, so you can't control me, but yet you try. It is NONE of your business if I have money, nor what I spend it on. I don't care if you can't buy groceries, that is NOT my problem. You think buying the kids some school supplies makes it all better. For the $100 you spent, I spent an additional $390 on the rest of their school supplies, their shoes, their clothes. Who is paying for their bussing and their school fees? Not you. That's for sure. Yet you think you can make me feel bad that you have no money. Too bad. You made your bed, you can sleep in it.
I am trying to be nice for the sake of the kids, but you make it hard because you still try and control me. Try and control what I write, what I tell others, what I spend my money on. Keep it up, and things aren't going to be so nice.
I am much happier now that I am free. Thank you for letting me realize that you didn't make me happy.
Confessions # 2997
After almost 20 years, you have finally learned how to make a good cup of coffee. Thank You!
Confessions # 2998
I know that you are the best thing that has happened to me in probably my entire life...but where where you 25 years ago? Why are you so good to me? You are so gentle,so sweet..you know what I have done since my marriage ended...the men that I have used and yet you are still there for me.Why??
Only one problem...you have no sex drive.When we do make love it feels like I am molesting you.Why are you so passive? This is something that I can't do for much longer.I know you love me but you are forcing me to look outside our relationship for sex and it is killing me.I am 45 years old and in my prime dude....I want and crave YOU, please,please feel the same way or I am gone.
Confessions # 2999
I don't like who ever you become when we have houseguests. That guy who appears in front of other people? I HATE that guy. Stop it. Your friends love you for You and I always have loved you for you, so please don't drive us away with that miserable bastard.
Confessions # 3000
Having you call me every day during my vacation to complain about the animals? Suck it the fuck up. Who did you think was cleaning litter and feeding and cleaning? My 51 week a year job gives me Zero sympathy for your 1 week job.
Monday, August 31, 2009
True Wife Confessions 299 back to school cheers
Confessions # 2981
We've been having really great sex lately. But you know that, eh? ;)
Confessions # 2982
Thanks for letting me take the lead in anal sex this week - I know you were excited and I was too - but allowing me to go at my own pace just made it all the better for me and more likely that you will be treated to that more often!
Confessions # 2983
To my first love, I was an innocent and would have loved you beyond words, but you lost me to ..
Badboy, I never anticipated you in my life I grew up in a good catholic background, which was lost in poverty, but I loved you and fell in love when you said hello, it wasn't all romance far from it but, emotions made you the one I loved, I had your child to my expense and happiness. I soon realised my mistake and rectified it by hard work and isolation... I worked and told you to go, I was devasted, we sort of remained amicable as long as you knew where I was and what I was doing... I met someone else.. older and an adulterer, I had no idea but I never brought him in to my childs life... you moved on and had 2 kids and are happy. I met and lost along the way, I look at you and you know me better than anyone because I had to allow you in my life because of our child, otherwise you would have been a wasted love.. I made so many mistakes. My life isn't great my daughters father has a new girlfriend and 2 children, and my second love has 3 children and believe me with his track record many, many more children..
My confession with absolute shame is that I think about all the men every single day, I know each one affected my life and I try to overcome it daily but know they are cheaters..
Confessions # 2984
my love is deep for you! but yet i do horrible things to you. you may or may not know it but i have cheated on you many times and dont know if i can stop. i have a sickness, i always want more. im searching for an o.g. and when i find it then what.....?
Confessions # 2985
I’m married to a man that treats me well but the sex is blah as in one way and one way only. I have been talking to a friend and he has offered one night of no attachment sex. Do I cross the boundary line of what is right or see if the pasture is greener on the other side.
Confessions # 2986
I'm really glad that you quit smoking as its bad for your health and very stinky. I want you to be around and healthy as long as possible because I love you so very much. But secretly, I wish you would start again because when you don't smoke....you are a complete asshole.
Confessions # 2987
I shave my hair "down there" with my husband's beard trimmer.
He has no idea.
Confessions # 2988
Sometimes I just want to feel important to you. Sometimes I just want you to ask about me. Your job is so stressful. Every day you come home so tired, stressed out, complaining. What about me? What about what I am thinking about? What about what I dream? What I want? How my business is going? It isn't all about you. You say you want to spend more time together. You say we have lost touch. But what do you do to fix that? Do you take an interest in what I am doing? What is going on with me? I just want to feel like I matter to you. And I need your words to tell me that. Not you making the money, taking the kids. I need you to talk to me. Take control and find out about me and what I like, what makes me tick. I love you, you are my best friend. But when all you do is stress about everything, even around here and make me feel like the hired help, I don't want to talk to you, let alone make love to you. When you ease up and relax, when you are cheerful, I want you so much more. I feel so down about myself. I need a hug sometimes. I need a kiss. I just need a friend. I need you back. You aren't the same anymore. You aren't healthy. You worry, you fret, you stress. Don't stress away our days together. Look at me. I am your best friend. You are mine. Relax, stop picking, stop worrying. Come back to me. I love you. And I miss you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. But I can't spend the rest of my life living like this.
Confessions # 2989
I am not a wife, nor have I ever wanted to be someone's piece of land to own. Yet, I want to be your wife. Your face is so beautiful that I can only imagine what our children might look like someday. your thoughts are sensitive, and kind, and I know you would make an amazing Father and Husband. I wish you didnt drink so much, because I refuse to live as your wife, and mother of your children if you continue to abuse your body.
Confessions # 2990
I started talking to this guy through a website in April. He lives over 2,000 miles away from me. Well, things between us have been great. He has always been a gentleman with me. Only once did we argue and he was right. It was over the fact that my live in BF didn’t deserve me. The whole time we have been talking we discussed him coming to my city to visit. Well, I got rid of my live in BF because I really really like this guy. At the beginning of this month I mailed him my digital camera so he could take some pictures of himself, his life, and his city. He loved the idea and took pictures of his home and sent the camera back to me. I took photos for him and sent them through email. I had asked him what he would do if I decided to be spontaneous and showed up at his door. He said he would start kissing me. He told me where most the hotels r located. He even told me I should try and come within the next 2-3 weeks. I tell him the dates I have decided on. No reply since Monday. Mind you back in June he told me some how someone had compromised his email password and his email was becoming difficult to access. So when I asked him on Monday why he didn’t respond he says cause he couldn’t get into his email. Yesterday I went back to the website we met on and sent him a few messages and he didn’t even reply yet read them. Then I get an email stating I violated the terms of use and my profile was deleted. He is the only one I talked with through that profile. So here are my questions…Should I still surprise him? Should I wait it out and hope it is just his email messing up? Or Should I just give up and move on?
We've been having really great sex lately. But you know that, eh? ;)
Confessions # 2982
Thanks for letting me take the lead in anal sex this week - I know you were excited and I was too - but allowing me to go at my own pace just made it all the better for me and more likely that you will be treated to that more often!
Confessions # 2983
To my first love, I was an innocent and would have loved you beyond words, but you lost me to ..
Badboy, I never anticipated you in my life I grew up in a good catholic background, which was lost in poverty, but I loved you and fell in love when you said hello, it wasn't all romance far from it but, emotions made you the one I loved, I had your child to my expense and happiness. I soon realised my mistake and rectified it by hard work and isolation... I worked and told you to go, I was devasted, we sort of remained amicable as long as you knew where I was and what I was doing... I met someone else.. older and an adulterer, I had no idea but I never brought him in to my childs life... you moved on and had 2 kids and are happy. I met and lost along the way, I look at you and you know me better than anyone because I had to allow you in my life because of our child, otherwise you would have been a wasted love.. I made so many mistakes. My life isn't great my daughters father has a new girlfriend and 2 children, and my second love has 3 children and believe me with his track record many, many more children..
My confession with absolute shame is that I think about all the men every single day, I know each one affected my life and I try to overcome it daily but know they are cheaters..
Confessions # 2984
my love is deep for you! but yet i do horrible things to you. you may or may not know it but i have cheated on you many times and dont know if i can stop. i have a sickness, i always want more. im searching for an o.g. and when i find it then what.....?
Confessions # 2985
I’m married to a man that treats me well but the sex is blah as in one way and one way only. I have been talking to a friend and he has offered one night of no attachment sex. Do I cross the boundary line of what is right or see if the pasture is greener on the other side.
Confessions # 2986
I'm really glad that you quit smoking as its bad for your health and very stinky. I want you to be around and healthy as long as possible because I love you so very much. But secretly, I wish you would start again because when you don't smoke....you are a complete asshole.
Confessions # 2987
I shave my hair "down there" with my husband's beard trimmer.
He has no idea.
Confessions # 2988
Sometimes I just want to feel important to you. Sometimes I just want you to ask about me. Your job is so stressful. Every day you come home so tired, stressed out, complaining. What about me? What about what I am thinking about? What about what I dream? What I want? How my business is going? It isn't all about you. You say you want to spend more time together. You say we have lost touch. But what do you do to fix that? Do you take an interest in what I am doing? What is going on with me? I just want to feel like I matter to you. And I need your words to tell me that. Not you making the money, taking the kids. I need you to talk to me. Take control and find out about me and what I like, what makes me tick. I love you, you are my best friend. But when all you do is stress about everything, even around here and make me feel like the hired help, I don't want to talk to you, let alone make love to you. When you ease up and relax, when you are cheerful, I want you so much more. I feel so down about myself. I need a hug sometimes. I need a kiss. I just need a friend. I need you back. You aren't the same anymore. You aren't healthy. You worry, you fret, you stress. Don't stress away our days together. Look at me. I am your best friend. You are mine. Relax, stop picking, stop worrying. Come back to me. I love you. And I miss you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. But I can't spend the rest of my life living like this.
Confessions # 2989
I am not a wife, nor have I ever wanted to be someone's piece of land to own. Yet, I want to be your wife. Your face is so beautiful that I can only imagine what our children might look like someday. your thoughts are sensitive, and kind, and I know you would make an amazing Father and Husband. I wish you didnt drink so much, because I refuse to live as your wife, and mother of your children if you continue to abuse your body.
Confessions # 2990
I started talking to this guy through a website in April. He lives over 2,000 miles away from me. Well, things between us have been great. He has always been a gentleman with me. Only once did we argue and he was right. It was over the fact that my live in BF didn’t deserve me. The whole time we have been talking we discussed him coming to my city to visit. Well, I got rid of my live in BF because I really really like this guy. At the beginning of this month I mailed him my digital camera so he could take some pictures of himself, his life, and his city. He loved the idea and took pictures of his home and sent the camera back to me. I took photos for him and sent them through email. I had asked him what he would do if I decided to be spontaneous and showed up at his door. He said he would start kissing me. He told me where most the hotels r located. He even told me I should try and come within the next 2-3 weeks. I tell him the dates I have decided on. No reply since Monday. Mind you back in June he told me some how someone had compromised his email password and his email was becoming difficult to access. So when I asked him on Monday why he didn’t respond he says cause he couldn’t get into his email. Yesterday I went back to the website we met on and sent him a few messages and he didn’t even reply yet read them. Then I get an email stating I violated the terms of use and my profile was deleted. He is the only one I talked with through that profile. So here are my questions…Should I still surprise him? Should I wait it out and hope it is just his email messing up? Or Should I just give up and move on?
Friday, August 21, 2009
True Wife Confessions 18, Fully Legal
Confession #171
i've kissed 3 men since we've been married. i thought i was falling for two
of them. after realizing that it was only you i wanted, i stopped what i was
doing. you still dont know about it. and i will never tell you. because i
have a feeling you've done the same thing. and i can only hope that you
realized the same thing i realized and stopped what you were doing.
Confession #172
I find you repulsive. If you have a drive to take care of your family, perhaps you would be having more sex, big boy...
Confession #173
Remember when you took me out for our second date to the movies? While the credits were rolling I said, "Thank you", not "I love you" like you thought because you looked surprised and said, "I love you too". So when you tease me by saying, "You told me you loved me first and only after two dates", like I was so desperate and needy, you're just being an ass. I just never told you the truth. And I wasn't in love with you then.
Confession #174
I think about my exes. A LOT.
Confession #175
I hate being your wife. I've given you so many chances to get your act
together. I'm tired of being patient & stupid. I'm still here because you
took away the car keys so I can't make a midnight escape with the baby.
That & you threaten to take the baby away from me & I know you & your family
would do it. I'm stuck. For now.
Confession #176
I would give just about anything if you would (a) plan
something fun for us to do w/o being prompted by me,
and (b) notice when a chore around the house needs to
be done and not wait for me to ask you. You don't
realize that the resentment I feel about these two
issues is severely eroding our relationship.
Confession #177
I rarely let you get up with the baby anymore. It's not worth it. Because the 20 minutes of sleep you lost transfers into 3 hours of crankiness that I just can't tolerate. So I get up myself-after 5 minutes, I'm over it. You should get over it, too. You helped create her, so stop treating her like an inconvenience.
Confession #178
my husband sucks in bed and has made no attempt to try to get better. I am angry about it.
Confession #179
I have porn videos, even though you hate them. Whenever you spend the night at the shore with your buddies, I always get so inwardly excited because I get to watch them, ALONE!
Confession #180
Sometimes I hate you. Mainly because of your refusal to do more than the bare minimum to interact with and entertain our kids. You think you are a good dad and husband because you change a few diapers and occasionally take ONE kid somewhere with you. I am with these kids 14 hours per day while you work. On your days off all you do is sit in front of the computer or playstation, while I run around in circles trying to keep the two-year-old and five-year-old busy. You are always on the prowl for a way to leave the house and go have some beer with your buddy. You are so exhausted you sleep through the kids getting up, but yet you are ready to go for sex. And you wonder why you never get any.
i've kissed 3 men since we've been married. i thought i was falling for two
of them. after realizing that it was only you i wanted, i stopped what i was
doing. you still dont know about it. and i will never tell you. because i
have a feeling you've done the same thing. and i can only hope that you
realized the same thing i realized and stopped what you were doing.
Confession #172
I find you repulsive. If you have a drive to take care of your family, perhaps you would be having more sex, big boy...
Confession #173
Remember when you took me out for our second date to the movies? While the credits were rolling I said, "Thank you", not "I love you" like you thought because you looked surprised and said, "I love you too". So when you tease me by saying, "You told me you loved me first and only after two dates", like I was so desperate and needy, you're just being an ass. I just never told you the truth. And I wasn't in love with you then.
Confession #174
I think about my exes. A LOT.
Confession #175
I hate being your wife. I've given you so many chances to get your act
together. I'm tired of being patient & stupid. I'm still here because you
took away the car keys so I can't make a midnight escape with the baby.
That & you threaten to take the baby away from me & I know you & your family
would do it. I'm stuck. For now.
Confession #176
I would give just about anything if you would (a) plan
something fun for us to do w/o being prompted by me,
and (b) notice when a chore around the house needs to
be done and not wait for me to ask you. You don't
realize that the resentment I feel about these two
issues is severely eroding our relationship.
Confession #177
I rarely let you get up with the baby anymore. It's not worth it. Because the 20 minutes of sleep you lost transfers into 3 hours of crankiness that I just can't tolerate. So I get up myself-after 5 minutes, I'm over it. You should get over it, too. You helped create her, so stop treating her like an inconvenience.
Confession #178
my husband sucks in bed and has made no attempt to try to get better. I am angry about it.
Confession #179
I have porn videos, even though you hate them. Whenever you spend the night at the shore with your buddies, I always get so inwardly excited because I get to watch them, ALONE!
Confession #180
Sometimes I hate you. Mainly because of your refusal to do more than the bare minimum to interact with and entertain our kids. You think you are a good dad and husband because you change a few diapers and occasionally take ONE kid somewhere with you. I am with these kids 14 hours per day while you work. On your days off all you do is sit in front of the computer or playstation, while I run around in circles trying to keep the two-year-old and five-year-old busy. You are always on the prowl for a way to leave the house and go have some beer with your buddy. You are so exhausted you sleep through the kids getting up, but yet you are ready to go for sex. And you wonder why you never get any.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
True Wife Confessions 298 thunderstorms
Confessions # 2971
As I wait for the test results I realize how much I love you. Many of the things I have done have not been in the best interest of our relationship. At least this one can be fixed.
Confessions # 2972
From a male reader:
I randomly stumbled across your website and found it intriguing to say the least. But I have a few comments that I would like to say to many of the woman that have posted.
I've seen a common thread come up again and again and again: mainly woman staying in situations/relationships that are totally bad for them and they know completely that they just aren't happy. Yet they tolerate it anyway. What!? I think there comes a point in every bad situation when enough gets to enough, and to all those woman I'd like to say that:
Life is short. It's not worth it to be miserable year after year. That's not living--it's only surviving. Life was meant to be enjoyed. Grab life by the horns and change your circumstances!
I hope you can add this or some similar message to your blog. I only send this now because it's hard to hear that so many people (woman) are enduring such terrible/unpleasant circumstances when the truth is that they really don't have to.
Confessions # 2973
Pride comes before a fall - oh yes, it does... I've always said - I will NEVER be the other woman, but that's what I have become. Regardless of what happened before I entered the picture - some part of the guilt is mine. I keep telling you to reconsider things and take your time - that is my rational mind talking - when all I want to do is to tell you to get things sorted - so WE can start. I pretend that I don't care about the whispered gossip about us around the workplace - but I am not so unconventional after all - I care - and it hurts... It hurts because I cannot share what I really feel, I cannot let anyone know what you mean to me, even if everyone seems to know. I have so many things running around in circles in my mind... I am in love with someone who is married, who practices a different faith, who is almost twice my age, whose culture and upbringing are totally alien to mine - and I have fallen with my eyes wide open - but the longer it takes you to make yourself available - the more I am afraid I will start resenting you. Completely contrary, aren't I? I ask you to think carefully and take your time - yet, I want you to be free to be with me NOW. But I still love you.
Confessions # 2974
In my eyes, you are the most beautiful man whom I ever saw.
On your computer, you have many pictures of others women.
When I approach you with sexy ideas, you (almost) always say no.
I feel beautiful and enjoy sex before you came into my life...
The worst is that you don't give a shit when I talk of this situation.
It's really painful. That's why, one day, maybe, I will say yes to a another man... a real one.
Confessions # 2975
Your extreme selfishness as well as your financial insecurity which makes you spent almost 2 hours a day trading and buying stocks(even though your income is now over half a million...)and still act greedy at home (when the expenses are not related to your needs)makes me puke. Above all, my family, parents brother and some friends have started resenting us because of your self centered behavior (and conversations)and the tension caused by it between us. If only you could see how your attitude prevents any woman (including me) to fall in love with you as a person instead of your status and your money !!!
But of course you are too proud and full of vanity to see that. All you crave for is admiration and compliments. What i look for in a man is the opposite of who you are : generous, modest, altruist etc..) Of course, you waited for a fist child to be born to show your true self.
My kids are only 5 and 3. I just cannot stand the idea of seeing them a week out of two....One day, when they're older, I should be able to live with this idea.
Confessions # 2976
I committed adultery because I didnt feel like you paid enough attention to me.
I wanted to feel wanted and desired. I wanted someone to have mind blowing sex with.
The irony is that the person who I committed adultery with, and all the other men I met along the way, didnt treat me as good as you do. They made me realize that you treat me like a princess. I am the luckiest girl in the world.
And the sex wasnt that great, either.
I feel like a piece of crap.
Confessions # 2977
I will not stay with you if you can't even be real with me and talk about what freaked you out after the play. I won't put up with your silent treatment because I get to travel great places for work. And I won't be patient anymore waiting for the sex to return. You quit marriage counseling because it is too hard to be real. I quit you. Marriage ain't for sissies. Grow the fuck up.
Confessions # 2978
I am a man, and imagined some of those confessions were from my wife. I know she is pretty happy, but could be much more so if I'd take my head out of my ass sometimes.
I think men act the way they do sometimes because of fear. If they / we could learn to live more fearlessly, and be ourselves, and be open to potentially being hurt, but being true to themselves. Men are physically strong, but emotionally and mentally weak (as a general statement).
Women are scared too, but for other reasons. Wish everyone could just be more open with their lovers, would be a happier world.
Thank you for your confession website, and I am now a big fan. If you post any part of my email, please remove any contact information, and ladies, please be kind.
Confessions # 2979
I don't mind us sleeping in separate beds. I think we both sleep better.
Confessions # 2980
We have been married for almost ten years and the spark we had when we first married is almost non-existent now. You are a good and loving man but your selfishness, hypocrisy, laziness and short temper (not that you would ever think of hitting me) is really wearing on me. All of this coupled with our non-existent sex life (once or twice a month for 10 minutes does not constitute a sex life) has me thinking about having an affair. I've never cheated on any man in my life but I am thinking of cheating on you.
I am tired of you ignoring me physically and then once or twice a month trying to wake me up at 2:00am for sex. I'm half asleep and have to get up in a few hours, why can't you come to bed at a reasonable hour? You're not doing anything important, just surfing the net or working on pet projects that could easily wait until the morning. I would gladly rearrange my schedule once or twice a week if I thought we were going to actually have sex, instead you get distracted and forget. Gee...that makes me feel real special. Or worse, you would prefer that I just lie there and not participate at all. Why don't you just get a blow-up doll and be done with it?
Not that your skills (or lack thereof) in the bedroom are anything to write home about, but something is better than nothing. I have tried to gently talk about things I like and don't like but you can't handle criticism of any kind and immediately get defensive. If you are going to get an attitude when I try and tell you how to give me a massage (you need to use BOTH hands!) I can't begin to imagine how you would overreact if I try and guide you on how to make love. I don't know if your lack of skill/enthusiasm is due to your excessive weight or other medical conditions but I am at my wits end. I'm about to buy stock in Duracell because I am buying batteries for my vibrator every other week!!!
I used to think that having an affair was the worst thing a married person could do, now I understand why people cheat. I am so starved for affection and intimacy it's not even funny. Right now I could name at least half a dozen men who would LOVE to be with me, if you aren't careful I just may accept one of the many propositions I have gotten lately.
The only thing that is keeping me around is our financial situation, but if things continue on their current path I will leave anyway. If that means we lose the house and I end up bankrupt in a studio apartment then that is what I will do. I am tired of feeling undesired and unloved by my own husband. I'm still relatively young, I don't want to live the rest of my life this way. I'm a passionate person and I'm tired of suppressing my feelings because my husband's libido has done a disappearing act. Work with me on this please...or I may very well end up "working" with someone else!!!
As I wait for the test results I realize how much I love you. Many of the things I have done have not been in the best interest of our relationship. At least this one can be fixed.
Confessions # 2972
From a male reader:
I randomly stumbled across your website and found it intriguing to say the least. But I have a few comments that I would like to say to many of the woman that have posted.
I've seen a common thread come up again and again and again: mainly woman staying in situations/relationships that are totally bad for them and they know completely that they just aren't happy. Yet they tolerate it anyway. What!? I think there comes a point in every bad situation when enough gets to enough, and to all those woman I'd like to say that:
Life is short. It's not worth it to be miserable year after year. That's not living--it's only surviving. Life was meant to be enjoyed. Grab life by the horns and change your circumstances!
I hope you can add this or some similar message to your blog. I only send this now because it's hard to hear that so many people (woman) are enduring such terrible/unpleasant circumstances when the truth is that they really don't have to.
Confessions # 2973
Pride comes before a fall - oh yes, it does... I've always said - I will NEVER be the other woman, but that's what I have become. Regardless of what happened before I entered the picture - some part of the guilt is mine. I keep telling you to reconsider things and take your time - that is my rational mind talking - when all I want to do is to tell you to get things sorted - so WE can start. I pretend that I don't care about the whispered gossip about us around the workplace - but I am not so unconventional after all - I care - and it hurts... It hurts because I cannot share what I really feel, I cannot let anyone know what you mean to me, even if everyone seems to know. I have so many things running around in circles in my mind... I am in love with someone who is married, who practices a different faith, who is almost twice my age, whose culture and upbringing are totally alien to mine - and I have fallen with my eyes wide open - but the longer it takes you to make yourself available - the more I am afraid I will start resenting you. Completely contrary, aren't I? I ask you to think carefully and take your time - yet, I want you to be free to be with me NOW. But I still love you.
Confessions # 2974
In my eyes, you are the most beautiful man whom I ever saw.
On your computer, you have many pictures of others women.
When I approach you with sexy ideas, you (almost) always say no.
I feel beautiful and enjoy sex before you came into my life...
The worst is that you don't give a shit when I talk of this situation.
It's really painful. That's why, one day, maybe, I will say yes to a another man... a real one.
Confessions # 2975
Your extreme selfishness as well as your financial insecurity which makes you spent almost 2 hours a day trading and buying stocks(even though your income is now over half a million...)and still act greedy at home (when the expenses are not related to your needs)makes me puke. Above all, my family, parents brother and some friends have started resenting us because of your self centered behavior (and conversations)and the tension caused by it between us. If only you could see how your attitude prevents any woman (including me) to fall in love with you as a person instead of your status and your money !!!
But of course you are too proud and full of vanity to see that. All you crave for is admiration and compliments. What i look for in a man is the opposite of who you are : generous, modest, altruist etc..) Of course, you waited for a fist child to be born to show your true self.
My kids are only 5 and 3. I just cannot stand the idea of seeing them a week out of two....One day, when they're older, I should be able to live with this idea.
Confessions # 2976
I committed adultery because I didnt feel like you paid enough attention to me.
I wanted to feel wanted and desired. I wanted someone to have mind blowing sex with.
The irony is that the person who I committed adultery with, and all the other men I met along the way, didnt treat me as good as you do. They made me realize that you treat me like a princess. I am the luckiest girl in the world.
And the sex wasnt that great, either.
I feel like a piece of crap.
Confessions # 2977
I will not stay with you if you can't even be real with me and talk about what freaked you out after the play. I won't put up with your silent treatment because I get to travel great places for work. And I won't be patient anymore waiting for the sex to return. You quit marriage counseling because it is too hard to be real. I quit you. Marriage ain't for sissies. Grow the fuck up.
Confessions # 2978
I am a man, and imagined some of those confessions were from my wife. I know she is pretty happy, but could be much more so if I'd take my head out of my ass sometimes.
I think men act the way they do sometimes because of fear. If they / we could learn to live more fearlessly, and be ourselves, and be open to potentially being hurt, but being true to themselves. Men are physically strong, but emotionally and mentally weak (as a general statement).
Women are scared too, but for other reasons. Wish everyone could just be more open with their lovers, would be a happier world.
Thank you for your confession website, and I am now a big fan. If you post any part of my email, please remove any contact information, and ladies, please be kind.
Confessions # 2979
I don't mind us sleeping in separate beds. I think we both sleep better.
Confessions # 2980
We have been married for almost ten years and the spark we had when we first married is almost non-existent now. You are a good and loving man but your selfishness, hypocrisy, laziness and short temper (not that you would ever think of hitting me) is really wearing on me. All of this coupled with our non-existent sex life (once or twice a month for 10 minutes does not constitute a sex life) has me thinking about having an affair. I've never cheated on any man in my life but I am thinking of cheating on you.
I am tired of you ignoring me physically and then once or twice a month trying to wake me up at 2:00am for sex. I'm half asleep and have to get up in a few hours, why can't you come to bed at a reasonable hour? You're not doing anything important, just surfing the net or working on pet projects that could easily wait until the morning. I would gladly rearrange my schedule once or twice a week if I thought we were going to actually have sex, instead you get distracted and forget. Gee...that makes me feel real special. Or worse, you would prefer that I just lie there and not participate at all. Why don't you just get a blow-up doll and be done with it?
Not that your skills (or lack thereof) in the bedroom are anything to write home about, but something is better than nothing. I have tried to gently talk about things I like and don't like but you can't handle criticism of any kind and immediately get defensive. If you are going to get an attitude when I try and tell you how to give me a massage (you need to use BOTH hands!) I can't begin to imagine how you would overreact if I try and guide you on how to make love. I don't know if your lack of skill/enthusiasm is due to your excessive weight or other medical conditions but I am at my wits end. I'm about to buy stock in Duracell because I am buying batteries for my vibrator every other week!!!
I used to think that having an affair was the worst thing a married person could do, now I understand why people cheat. I am so starved for affection and intimacy it's not even funny. Right now I could name at least half a dozen men who would LOVE to be with me, if you aren't careful I just may accept one of the many propositions I have gotten lately.
The only thing that is keeping me around is our financial situation, but if things continue on their current path I will leave anyway. If that means we lose the house and I end up bankrupt in a studio apartment then that is what I will do. I am tired of feeling undesired and unloved by my own husband. I'm still relatively young, I don't want to live the rest of my life this way. I'm a passionate person and I'm tired of suppressing my feelings because my husband's libido has done a disappearing act. Work with me on this please...or I may very well end up "working" with someone else!!!
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