When will I ever learn that there is no satisfaction to be had in engaging with you? If I try to get you to see that you have been unfair to me...if I try to shame you, It whips back on me. It angers me that it has taken me 20 years to figure this out.
I am falling in love with someone else. He's smart and funny and thinks I'm amazing. He has drive and ambition and interests that go beyond World of Warcraft. Although this is all very new, I'm already thinking about how to get out of this sham of a marriage so I can be with him when the time is right. And I'm not feeling the least bit guilty about it. I deserve to be cherished and loved.
I hate that you are so quick to get angry, Im still scared of you from the last major outburst that you had 2 years ago. I know you know this and use it in your favor every now and then. Last night you called me a fat pig. Thats rich coming from someone who has more stretch marks than I do, and you havent had a kid. When I say that you should be treating me with respect, its not because I've been brainwashed by the book on relationships that im reading. Its because Im your partner, the mother of your child, your "soul mate" as you once called me and someone who deserves it! THATS WHY you useless prick!
Well, I guess this is more of a cry for advice from everyone. I have been dating a guy for the past 8 months. This man is great in holding me, making me feel safe, letting me know I am loved, and just being a great “teddy bear”. Yet he cant keep a job, he is lazy and sleeps in all day, watches movies or plays video games. I love this man sooooooo much! Yet I have cheated on him several times. Simply cause he isn’t very good in bed, he doesn’t shower regularly or brush his teeth. When we make love I wanna be able to kiss him passionately and smell his soft skin, but I cant. My mother tells me I should kick him out, but if I do I am scared he will take his own life. I am a single mother who receives no help from the father. Which means I am supporting all 3 of us, with the little bit of money I make. I have never been with anyone who holds me the way he does. It is as if his arms are magic. I feel as if he counts on me too much because I am his ride or die chick. Everyday is for him and my child. I only do what I do to make sure they are happy and taken care of. He doesn’t even get along with my child very well, which makes things a little bit harder. I sometimes feel like I need a break from relationships, considering I have been in one since I was 13 and am now 25. What should I do? I have other offers from some good men who have jobs and the things a man should have. But I don’t know if they are worth leaving those magic arms. HELP!
I wish I could read your freaking mind. Then I would know whether or not you really want to marry me, or if you act so lackluster and indifferent because you really don't want to go through with it, despite saying differently. It's not like there's some big wedding to plan. I have no family, and you have only two sisters, so a simple beach wedding and dinner at a nice restaurant afterwards is all we have planned. We have the rings and marriage license, but you still act so damned indifferent. I'm not asking for a big dress, fancy wedding & reception, or even a damned cake. You don't care what date I set, what we will wear, where it will be, or anything else. Put your fucking two cents in, please, so I'll know that you actually give a shit.
I missed you terribly when you were away on business.
To my m-i-l
My little girl will NOT be 6 feet tall. Yes she is tall now for her age, not by much. I've told you that when I was a little girl I was very tall, taller than everyone else until I was 12, then everyone caught up to me and I've been almost the same height since then, 5'4. Everyone in my family grows like this. When I told you this you actually questioned me by saying in a really wrong tone that my daughter takes after you, not me.
I've told you that but you insist that she will be "6 feet tall" because you spoke to someone you work with that had a tall toddler and she ended up nearly 6 feet....ugh.....we're not even related to this person...why would my daughter be like them....I just ignored you and said uh huh whatever.. Dont ever talk to me about my daughters height again.
Again and again I keep hearing how much she is exactly like all of you in every way and not even related to me, Im her mother, I gave birth to her. She DOES take after me. I can clearly look at her and see things from my family, the way her face is shaped, the way her body is shaped, movements she has, she really reminds me of my dad. Of course you keep shooting me down when I suggest that. My daughter cant even do the simpliest things without being compared to one of you. She wanted the outfit her doll was wearing changed, I helped her with it. Before I could put the other outfit on the doll, you see that the doll was unclothed and said, oh she takes after auntie so and so, auntie so and so used to love to take her does clothes off. UGH, no-I took the dolls clothes off. JUST STOP IT.
And you wonder why I dont really want to be around you anymore, you treat me with no respect. I DONT EVEN HAVE A CHOICE WHERE I SPEND ANY FUCKING HOLIDAY, ITS AUTOMATICALLY ASUMED THAT BECAUSE MY FAMILY IS NOT AROUND WE SPEND EVERY HOLIDAY WITH YOU. After you ever stopped to think that maybe I would like to have one fucking holiday without you. OH, of course not, you people are the fucking kennedy's, why would'nt every single person in your realm not want to be with you every second of every fucking day......IM TIRED OF YOU DICTATING MY FAMILYS LIFE....my own husband puts you all above me time and time again. I cant even begin to tell you how far down on the food chain I am in his life, you all are on top. And you dont treat me with any respect. My s-i-l had the nerve to tell me to my face that none of you like me, if it werent for my daughter, none of you would ever want to see me again. When I told my husband that his sister said that to me, he defended her and said I must had misunderstood, she would never say that. Im so fed up, I mean nothing to him. I want to take my daughter and move far away and never see any of you again.
I can just feel how things will be in years to come, me and my daughter against all of you. Me and her will win.
I am secretly tickled to death that you have been asked to be in a movie.
Remember years ago when you came home with a broken nose? You told me you were telling gay jokes to the trainer at the gym and she punched you. Now you know and I know that's not the whole truth. You were probably running your mouth not knowing when to shut up, annoying the hell out of her with your stupid babbling, and she finally had enough and just punched you so you would stop talking. Instead of learning a valuable lesson, you began your quest for getting her fired, only to fail. If only you knew how annoying your family and friends find you.
You are an incredible ass. Having nagged you for 6 weeks to follow up after your vasectomy, I stupidly assumed you'd take care of the second sample on your own, like a big boy who doesn't need his mama telling him what to do. Like a man who protects the best interests of his woman as well as his own. Instead we've been having unprotected sex without knowing for sure that the surgery "took". This is NOT okay. This is FAR from okay. Yes, the probability of an unplanned pregnancy is low, but it's not zero. What kills me is that you didn't bother to tell me that you hadn't gotten around to taking care of business. I'm glad to know that my health, my future, my finances, my happiness, my peace of mind, and my trust in you are less important than surfing eBay for toy parts and your other projects. I haven't decided if this is a deal breaker yet, but I do know that you're "going solo" until you take care of this.