Hump Day
What a difference a few days makes. Monday I went to the shore and got my head together and my attitude has really shifted since then. Enough 'woe, woe, woe.' Now it's time to move forward and love my new, uncertain, and exciting life of separating from my husband. Time to start doing, really investing myself in this process.
For example, today in therapy I said that I thought we should move into separate bedrooms. Husband actually said that sounded like a good idea.
I said that we needed to rely on other people for comfort and support instead of on each other. He agreed, but was tearful for a while about these concrete changes. I felt good.
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The fizz has been missing from my soda pop these days. It seems the only thing that can get me hot is gay porn on pornotube. Maybe it's so over-the-top, it's the only thing to cut through the fog of antipathy.
Also, there's so much I want for myself that can't be addressed through masturbation. It just feels pointless and stupid, 'Yup, here I am alone again.' Why bother getting all worked up if I just wind up feeling frustrated?
That's all I got for now, folks.
10 Comments:
damn it is bad when masterbation wont help!
hope it turns out for the best
jsull28fl@yaho
Would it make you feel any better to know I linked to one of your posts the other day?
Lately I've just been slurping up your blog again, WryGirl. Between your funny posts, your sad ones, your smart posts, and of course your hot ones it's a big treat.
Take care,
figleaf
Pick up a copy of the latest Smithsonian magazine . . . very interesting article on the Bonobo, the last great apes to be discovered. They actually have sex for fun, and a lot more than we do. Now that's what I call wild monkey sex . . .
XO
I have a friend who is so into watching guys have sex together that she has to put a towel down before she turns on the gay porn. And she has gotten otherwise straight guys to be gay for her so she can watch RT. It just totally does something for her O_o
I told her "It's a good thing we're not going to get married. I could just see myself on your birthday with a pair of balls on my chin, thinking: I must really love this woman"
*chuckle*
You guys crack me up.
Hello, just trying to get in touch with you, and didn't find your mail. Please drop us a note at linkexchange@edenfantasys.com to discuss possible partnership with your blog.
Regards, Chris
Ok this is off your subject thread, but I feel a need to whine. Married 20 years, 2 kids, well off and retired (so no career stress or scheduling to interfere), I’m an every other day kind of guy, she is once to twice a month gal. So this morning before she leaves to drop the kids and go to the gym, I say in a wise ass voice “hey leave the ponytail in I might need to grab it later” (there is no pushing of heads or anything like that, reciprocal oral sex is a staple in this relationship so that is not the issue). So the come back is “now I feel pressured, I don’t feel like getting out of bed afterward and what I really can’t stand is that I having to take a second shower”. For Christ’s sake it was one flirtatious comment (I have learned in general not to flirt or say anything because it’s pressure). I feel like shit because I’m not worth a second shower a couple of time a month. WTF. And for the record the sex is fine, occasionally fantastic she’s multi-orgasmic and always enjoys 3 or 4 from fingers, tongue, or device then it my job to get done so I don’t irritate her. I am posting this in several places because I want several points of view.
Underwhelmed
Uh, yeah. I can't find an email for you either. And I was going to link you, but I like to ask permission first -- since I can be a little "over the top" sometimes ;-)
These are the most random comments. But guess what! Now you f*ing spammers are making me turn on my word verification!
Gadfly: But that's what we like! I'm flattered by the link.
Oh and Fig: purple looks damn good on you.
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