Yes I has them. Gads I can't believe I'm doing this and have no clue what I expect but I feel this need to get this out and I have no one but you guys to talk to. My Princess knows but she was on scene for the start. Maybe we have others that have relationship issues 'course not many people want to talk about something so private. I have a big mouth though so while it took me a while to get up the nerve obviously I'm here.
Okay the start. Thanksgiving evening and everybody but me has gone to my 'MIL's' for dinner, I am waiting on my Princess cause she's gonna trail along and I'm riding with her. She gets here within minutes and I get out to her car only to realize I had forgotten the garage opener, can't find it in the house so go out to our other car thinking it may be in there. Find a pack of condoms under the console insert instead. I run them into the house because now I'm rushing and shaking and my heart is pounding and I am trying not to breakdown and I'm telling the princess all at once. I almost didn't go but everyone was there and I had one of the dishes, Princess says go, get through dinner and give him a chance to explain.
So we go but I can't go in and fake it. Not something like that. So the second the door opens he's standing there and in a no nonsense voice I let him know we need to talk outside. So we go out in the side yard in the dark and I throw the box of condoms at him and ask where they came from. He gives me the answer I know he will give. They're my brothers. Point out that he's lying and I know it. So out it comes. He reconnected with someone on Facebook, of course, just like I predicted, from his old neighborhood from when he was a teen. They started talking and were both in the same situation. Relationships that had gotten stale, sex few and far between, lack of communication, blah blah blah. All the great things that ruin a relationship.
Guess I had actually met her maybe twice about 15 yrs ago. She'd been to my house when he and I first met.
She wanted them to meet at some hotel. Guess he couldn't do it. Unfriended her on Facebook and wrote her a note saying it wasn't right and he couldn't do that to me. So after I asked him to wait to leave until after Christmas for Shortcake's sake he decided we needed to talk. So we did. A lot. I talked a lot. And while blame lays on both he knows, I know that I am the main fault in this.
Yes I can hear it all, 'you actually believed all that?'. Well see the condoms weren't opened and I could tell they had been there for a while. I'm thinking this all had to have happened about the time I had my foot surgery but the more questions I asked, and I did and I'm not done, things occur to me here and there, anyway it all happened way back before he got the job at the Pharmaceutical company. He only talked to her maybe ten to fifteen times and she hasn't tried to contact him. She didn't even message him back when he told her why he couldn't do it. See she's married and has kids too.
Do I believe all of that.........yes for the most part.
Now here's some advice, things I learned and things I'm learning to change. Ugh I hate change lol.
Don't force the person who loves you to prove it everyday by treating them like %*#+ and having them not walk out the door. I heard, in the oddest place, the phrase 'she treats you like #^%+ because she loves you and is afraid you'll leave.' Like a slap on the back of the head I tell ya. Yep, and I knew it, couldn't stop it, fear, jealousy, bipolar winds, disrespect, bad attitudes, belittling, yep I heaped it on him for years.
Now honestly I have been discussing it in therapy this past year and have been trying to not be so condescending in the way I speak to him. That was about the time this happened too though I didn't know then. That is getting better.
Talk, talk, talk. Talk bout everything. I've gone back to writing letters too, I have trouble with expressing my feelings face to face and I screw everything up talking because my emotions runneth over. Now sometimes I leave the room, gather up my nerve and come back to talk. Also learned a long time ago to not use blame talk. Don't start out any sentence with 'you make me'. It's an untrue phrase as no one can make you feel anything. Start out with 'I feel.....'. Yeah yeah. Lol is that dr. Phil?
Sex, I'll tread lightly here. When ya hurt, ya take a lot of meds, psych especially, your every waking moment is filled with anxiety and resentment it's kinda hard to want to have sex. Not to mention the issue someone else was struggling with getting right to the edge but not achieving the climax. Yep my psych meds do that too.
I saw on Dr. Phil, yep him again, go ahead roll your eyes lolol, where he suggested to spouses who have trouble even feeling like having sex to just try playing along. Once your body is stimulated the feeling can come on quickly. If not then stop. Don't be afraid of toys. Kripes did I say that? Touch a lot, a quick caress while passing in the hall, a kiss on the back of the neck while cooking, talk with your arms around each other.
Now don't get me wrong, we laugh everyday, we touch a lot, we talk, just minor chit chat, and we get along, we have a good time together but neither one of us told the other what we needed from them. Two people in the same house yet feeling so alone. It's dumb. You either let go or you spend every moment feeling and expressing love.
I kinda think that may be part of what life is all about. Love, loving and being loved. Not just each other but everyone. Every living thing.
my new mantra is 'he just wants to love you', no matter he doesn't load the dishwasher 'right', washes all the same clothes over and over again and leaves the towels and sheets, destroys the kitchen every time he makes dinner, never puts anything back, still thinks farting is funny and big time wrestling is real. He's my dork and I adore him and he me. I just need to open the gates and let all that dang love in.
tis kinda hard to do when you are unhappy but I think I would be a lot happier if I just loved
now we can segue into how my mom taught me that men are stupid, unnecessary and untrustworthy lolol. Not really. I'll spare you and leave that for my therapist.
thank you my peeps for putting up with all this and if ya got a question ask it
Okay the start. Thanksgiving evening and everybody but me has gone to my 'MIL's' for dinner, I am waiting on my Princess cause she's gonna trail along and I'm riding with her. She gets here within minutes and I get out to her car only to realize I had forgotten the garage opener, can't find it in the house so go out to our other car thinking it may be in there. Find a pack of condoms under the console insert instead. I run them into the house because now I'm rushing and shaking and my heart is pounding and I am trying not to breakdown and I'm telling the princess all at once. I almost didn't go but everyone was there and I had one of the dishes, Princess says go, get through dinner and give him a chance to explain.
So we go but I can't go in and fake it. Not something like that. So the second the door opens he's standing there and in a no nonsense voice I let him know we need to talk outside. So we go out in the side yard in the dark and I throw the box of condoms at him and ask where they came from. He gives me the answer I know he will give. They're my brothers. Point out that he's lying and I know it. So out it comes. He reconnected with someone on Facebook, of course, just like I predicted, from his old neighborhood from when he was a teen. They started talking and were both in the same situation. Relationships that had gotten stale, sex few and far between, lack of communication, blah blah blah. All the great things that ruin a relationship.
Guess I had actually met her maybe twice about 15 yrs ago. She'd been to my house when he and I first met.
She wanted them to meet at some hotel. Guess he couldn't do it. Unfriended her on Facebook and wrote her a note saying it wasn't right and he couldn't do that to me. So after I asked him to wait to leave until after Christmas for Shortcake's sake he decided we needed to talk. So we did. A lot. I talked a lot. And while blame lays on both he knows, I know that I am the main fault in this.
Yes I can hear it all, 'you actually believed all that?'. Well see the condoms weren't opened and I could tell they had been there for a while. I'm thinking this all had to have happened about the time I had my foot surgery but the more questions I asked, and I did and I'm not done, things occur to me here and there, anyway it all happened way back before he got the job at the Pharmaceutical company. He only talked to her maybe ten to fifteen times and she hasn't tried to contact him. She didn't even message him back when he told her why he couldn't do it. See she's married and has kids too.
Do I believe all of that.........yes for the most part.
Now here's some advice, things I learned and things I'm learning to change. Ugh I hate change lol.
Don't force the person who loves you to prove it everyday by treating them like %*#+ and having them not walk out the door. I heard, in the oddest place, the phrase 'she treats you like #^%+ because she loves you and is afraid you'll leave.' Like a slap on the back of the head I tell ya. Yep, and I knew it, couldn't stop it, fear, jealousy, bipolar winds, disrespect, bad attitudes, belittling, yep I heaped it on him for years.
Now honestly I have been discussing it in therapy this past year and have been trying to not be so condescending in the way I speak to him. That was about the time this happened too though I didn't know then. That is getting better.
Talk, talk, talk. Talk bout everything. I've gone back to writing letters too, I have trouble with expressing my feelings face to face and I screw everything up talking because my emotions runneth over. Now sometimes I leave the room, gather up my nerve and come back to talk. Also learned a long time ago to not use blame talk. Don't start out any sentence with 'you make me'. It's an untrue phrase as no one can make you feel anything. Start out with 'I feel.....'. Yeah yeah. Lol is that dr. Phil?
Sex, I'll tread lightly here. When ya hurt, ya take a lot of meds, psych especially, your every waking moment is filled with anxiety and resentment it's kinda hard to want to have sex. Not to mention the issue someone else was struggling with getting right to the edge but not achieving the climax. Yep my psych meds do that too.
I saw on Dr. Phil, yep him again, go ahead roll your eyes lolol, where he suggested to spouses who have trouble even feeling like having sex to just try playing along. Once your body is stimulated the feeling can come on quickly. If not then stop. Don't be afraid of toys. Kripes did I say that? Touch a lot, a quick caress while passing in the hall, a kiss on the back of the neck while cooking, talk with your arms around each other.
Now don't get me wrong, we laugh everyday, we touch a lot, we talk, just minor chit chat, and we get along, we have a good time together but neither one of us told the other what we needed from them. Two people in the same house yet feeling so alone. It's dumb. You either let go or you spend every moment feeling and expressing love.
I kinda think that may be part of what life is all about. Love, loving and being loved. Not just each other but everyone. Every living thing.
my new mantra is 'he just wants to love you', no matter he doesn't load the dishwasher 'right', washes all the same clothes over and over again and leaves the towels and sheets, destroys the kitchen every time he makes dinner, never puts anything back, still thinks farting is funny and big time wrestling is real. He's my dork and I adore him and he me. I just need to open the gates and let all that dang love in.
tis kinda hard to do when you are unhappy but I think I would be a lot happier if I just loved
now we can segue into how my mom taught me that men are stupid, unnecessary and untrustworthy lolol. Not really. I'll spare you and leave that for my therapist.
thank you my peeps for putting up with all this and if ya got a question ask it


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...lol?), up if a man said about me, "she's my dingbat and i adore her and she, me." ~~whoa~~
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