are starting to get to me.
Memories of the days way back, when he used to love me. I have to think quite a way back of course, but they were there. Maybe I'm remembering days when I wanted to think he loved me.
Memories of little sweetie things he used to say, how he used to caress me.
Now I have a hard time going in the Marrieds' main forum, and sometimes the Women's forums lately, because of all the lovey posts in there. "I just LOVE my husband!" or, "what do you LOVE best about your spouse".... I miss most of all knowing I'm loved.
Why couldn't he just have honoured my requests not to keep female friends? Why couldn't he have simply honoured my rights as his wife? Why couldn't he just respect my feelings about his friends?
Why did he retreat from me when I was depressed? Why couldn't he reach out to me and help me get the help I needed? Why couldn't he admit he hadn't ever forgiven me, instead of just burying it inside to fester?
Why didn't I grow up and meet him as his wife? Why did I send him to search for fulfillment in the arms and beds of other women?
Why did I have that one-night stand when we were engaged?
It's all my fault. We were doomed before we ever started. I cheated first, he never forgave, and then I abandoned him emotionally. I stayed the immature and needy teeanger.
Memories of the days way back, when he used to love me. I have to think quite a way back of course, but they were there. Maybe I'm remembering days when I wanted to think he loved me.
Memories of little sweetie things he used to say, how he used to caress me.
Now I have a hard time going in the Marrieds' main forum, and sometimes the Women's forums lately, because of all the lovey posts in there. "I just LOVE my husband!" or, "what do you LOVE best about your spouse".... I miss most of all knowing I'm loved.
Why couldn't he just have honoured my requests not to keep female friends? Why couldn't he have simply honoured my rights as his wife? Why couldn't he just respect my feelings about his friends?
Why did he retreat from me when I was depressed? Why couldn't he reach out to me and help me get the help I needed? Why couldn't he admit he hadn't ever forgiven me, instead of just burying it inside to fester?
Why didn't I grow up and meet him as his wife? Why did I send him to search for fulfillment in the arms and beds of other women?
Why did I have that one-night stand when we were engaged?
It's all my fault. We were doomed before we ever started. I cheated first, he never forgave, and then I abandoned him emotionally. I stayed the immature and needy teeanger.