I was just reading about your situation in that there post below, and see that it is sunday, ( aren't you getting together to discuss today?) and I wanted to tell you the following things:
1. Im sorry. that's not a happy place to be.
2. Im thinking of you today- sending huggy smoochy greasy positive vibez. (I thought I would make that as grody as possible. eyebrow wagglez!!!!)
3. knowing nothing more of the circumstances than what I read in the first 2 pages of that post, I feel this combination: you are so cool / pretty/ fun. you could find a new dude who wouldn't flake on you with no effort on your part (E-Z) ......also...MAYBE he is freaking out about impending parenthood- it made my h and I both into nutballs the first year...it is so major...I can see forgiving him that, and any verbal diarrhea that may have been inspired by it...so long as he starts saying the right things fast.. also....whether you decide to work it on out or not, I am in your army of internet supporters who think you're doing the right thing, whatever it is.
4. I hope this works out easily- however it does. If he comes back, I hope he says all the right things to make you feel secure and happy about letting him back in, If you decide he's not coming back, I hope you feel like it's for the best, and have a good outlook on the future- and don't feel too much despair or sorrow....although how can you not feel a little.
5. he's dumb.
6. Im glad this is happening before you are pregnant or have a kid- although it must make commiting to do that with him in the future a little tricky...
7. You are welcome into my marriage as a sister wife- Im on the round side, but my h is rather strapping and has a luxurious, but well kept beard. our kids are driving me nuts, but maybe you'll like them. there's a spare bedroom all ready for ya, and we'll probably be moving to pittsburgh soon.
8. you should ass his toothbrush.
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1. It's officially over. I'm calling out sick from work today and I'm just going to try to self-medicate until tomorrow. I'm going to the doctor and I'm going to beg her to put me on anti-depressants. I'm not in a good place.
2. He already took his toothbrush.
"As of page 2 this might be the most boring argument ever. It's making me long for Rape Day." - Mouse
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
The nerve!
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I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy
Fenton, I'm so sorry. I found Lexipro to work well for me in my time of need.
is that the wafting scentof popcorn breast pads I smell?
Fent. I am so, so sorry. Spend the next 36 hours drunk. I wish I could be there to give you a big hug. Hang in there, Sister.
I'm so sorry fenton. If flashing my boobs or vagina on the internets would make you feel better I would do it for you.
You are a wonderful, hilarious and intelligent person. I hate to see you going through such pain. I am here for you, just like everyone else.
Sure is lady. I wouldn't want to sneak up on anyone. You have a very cute baby there.
how about a road trip to lawrence kansas to meet a stranger? and stay in her dumpy rental duplex!?!? you can sleep with my cat, and I'll cook for you! my kids will "entertain" you with their shenanigans and we can drink!
I am sorry- I hate hearing that you're not in a good place. I am sad for you, but hopeful- I've seen yer picture, and I know you're hot- I have read your internet posts, and I know you're smart and funny, which means you're a total package.
I hope you soon see this as more of a hopeful new beginning and less of a sad ending...(not that Im saying you shouldn't be mournful- it's a major loss, dude.)
xanax and prozac are my dear friends. they will help you through the hard times, for sure.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
thanks, Lyse.
I'm so, so sorry Fenton. Hide under the covers and take care of yourself.
If misery loves company, I'm home today sobbing in bed and pretty much watching my marriage go down the tubes too. Can someone pass some divorce waffles?
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy
Jiminy Cricket whatthefuck. Vicki, I want to give you a big big hug.
Feel free to email me any time. Or call. I hate the phone, but I will pick up just for you. Or just get in the car. We can make snow angels and eat cookie dough and snuggle.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
I am so sorry Fenton. What happened yesterday when you met to talk with him?
I didn't know we were having problems either. We went through a time a couple of years ago where I found out that Brian had been talking to an ex-girlfriend on a fairly regular basis. I don't think he ever cheated, we worked through it, blah blah blah.
For the last couple of weeks things have been feeling kind of weird between us. There were a couple of things that raised my suspicion that things were not right. Long story short, this morning I realized that he's been texting another girl pretty regularly for at least a few weeks.
I had a vacation day today and he went to work. I'm waiting for him to get home so we can really hash things out, but the bottom line is that he has this weird need for attention (insecure, much?). He says he loves me and is truly happy in our marriage, but cannot explain why he seeks out attention from other women. WTF? I told him I am baffled and don't understand this, and he said he doesn't understand why either. I told him that it is not my job to fix him, and if he can't figure out why, then there is no way for us to move on from this. I'm just really confused and scared.