[deleted entry... accidentally posted my response to a thread here. -OB]
[if you think I'm going to post my personal thoughts here, you're coco for cocoa puffs ]
From someone elses thread:
The question being : why does BS blame OW more than MM?
Its a fair question and on the surface easy to say the wife shouldn't blame OW at all perhaps, and certainly not more than MM.
I'm dealing with same right now. Now, my H is a just newly discovered serial cheater. For him to even know enough about the other women, regarding names, faces, where, when...I would have to make him Flash Cards to work with. So, obviously blaming any of them is pointless. They did
First to everyone who PMd me:
I needed that so much I didnt know it. Thank you . You are my friends.
Married 4 years go. He cheated right away. Went through hell, but took no real action.
A year later, he did it again via text messages I found, etc...took all the right steps: transparency, exposure, therapy, etc. Finally reached a happy place and regained trust.
8/2009
He NEVER stopped. Not for a moment. His behavior escalated over the past three years to some kind of bizarre nightm
QUOTE=boldjack;2327123]I'm surprised at you, 2sure. For trying to pull some **** like this......Oh! my delicate yankee ears can't understand all of that foreign gibberish, and I so wanted to communicate with Raul or Pablo, or Ahmed or Ludmilla(pick a foreign name) but My lily-white tongue just can't make those sounds. Woe is me! I can stomach most things, but Elitism makes me gag. You are part of NY society, so why should you have to learn about other cultures, when they are all inferior and /o
Odd how one person can bring so much life and love into a house, and then when that person leaves, you can still hear the echo of laughter.
My oldest daughter went back home today, and it hurts so much that I can barely breathe while typing this. Whoever said that time heals all wounds has very obviously never truly lost someone that they loved. Every time she leaves us, it feels as though I die a little inside.
I say all the right words for my youngest children and I comfort them, bu
No, I don't mean physical carrots, like the ones you put in your salad or feed to your pet rabbit, although I do hate those carrots as well. No, I'm talking about the proverbial carrot; the carrot on a stick. The one called the Perfect Woman (..almost). Well, she's back on the singles scene, and I'm already following the carrot. AND I HATE IT! It's not that I hate her for it, or anything like that. I don't think that I could ever hate her. It's that I could see it coming a mile away, and
If only this journal possessed all of the answers. But answers are not really something I want. I am hiding from them, I run from them. I reveal nothing in the hope this goes away. So far, no luck but I'll continue trying.
And him... The absolute ultimate in wrong for me. It's ridiculous, in my mind I know it is, yet still. There is that tiny part of my mind that says what if. I'll continue to beat it back. Takes a couple of days, lasts a couple of days. As long as I can be semi-normal with h
Note: If you've had anything to drink recently, go to the washroom now. I don't want to be responsible for any wet spots from you laughing so hard at me (notice that I said at me, not with me).
Okay, don't say you weren't warned...
I'll divide this up into sections, as it's going to be a rather long entry. I'll deal with the technical stuff first. It's just an update to the two thread links below.
Just the Facts
A little background reading:
http://www.loveshack.org/forums/t1850
i been wit my ex bf for a year now and he jus broke up wit me. A week ago he broke up with me saynin he need to focus on his self more. I talked things over and decided to get back together. I checked into school and thought i went so, he text me and sayd hit him when i get home and i didnt because i didnt go to school. the following morning i told him i didnt go to school and he broke up with me saying he need to be there for his son and he will always be my friend. We shared everything togethe
ok my bf and i have been dating for almost 2 years now he proposed to me after 5 1/2 months on last vday and since then we've had our share of fights where i have moved out and moved back in a few different times..... he's selling his house now and i still haven't moved back in but i stay the night and all my stuff is at my parents house which thankfully they live down the street from his house.... so its not too much of a hassle to go back n forth for clothes and stuff....however since he's sel
She's not your problem anymore! You've got someone new and great. Hang on to that and let your ex wallow in the mess she made for herself.
She didn't really care about you when she moved on with her life. Why should you care now? You don't owe her anything!
the first of my inheritance came in, per my dad's VA life insurance policy.
I told my sister I cashed it all in for $1 bills so I could run over to the big city and blow it all on Chippendale floozies, instead of paying bills.
I wonder if she'll help me get a dirty rumor started about that, just for the hell of it.
This isn't the typical Facebook rant. I don't have any problem with my status, and to date, I never have...whether or not I was single. I don't care if someone I know added me as a friend or not, or whether or not I have more friends than so-and-so or not. No, my frustration is more specific.
Back in elementary school, some 25-odd years ago, I found myself in the same class as an angel. Long dark hair, piercing brown eyes, an innocent, shy smile that could melt the polar caps, and a body
I have no clue what to post here, lol. If you're looking for advice on NC or moving on with life, drop me a note.
If you want to criticize me, bring the heat! I ain't askeered!!!!!
Have a nice day
Found some old diary entries I wrote when I was 19-20, many of them revolving around Jack* ("Harvard Guy") and my gradual descent into depression.
*I've changed all the names.
Jan 26, 2003
I can't stop thinking about Jack. I had a dream about him recently, the first one where we actually kissed. It's strange but whenever I like someone I never dream about them. Maybe it means I'm thinking about him less. I was at least until I had this dream.
In the dream he comes back to [my colle
Not sure how to overcome this feeling of stagnation because it has vague, broad roots.
Immediate causes:
1) M left for the week so I'm lonely. Don't have friends to hang out with over the weekend or things to look forward to.
2) My one and only friend informed me that he wouldn't be talking to me for two months because he thinks I rely on him for emotional support. He's pulled this before. He basically freaks out whenever I talk about my problems.
3) Another guy who I was in love w
