You have no idea how many times I wish that I had never met you or that we had broken up before we got married. I truly believe that if your Mom hadn’t died the day we had that huge fight, we would have broken up. You are a bully and you either don’t realize it or care. When you eat, I am reminded of the scene in “War of the Roses” where she talks about him eating. How hard is it to wipe up the pee of the rim, put the seat down and wash your hands with warm water and soap? Last week you called me a “fucking bitch” in front of the kids. I can’t wait until decide that’s an okay thing to say to me: why wouldn’t it be if you can say it. I fantasize that you will have a heart attack or get into a car accident. I feel guilty when I do, but only because the kids would be upset.
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Dear Mr. B.S,
I have known you for so long… how did I ever think I could look past your constant need to be the center of attention?
No matter what I say to you, you tell me I am wrong.
No matter what I say, you accuse me of turning the situation around on you.
No matter what I say… you have to be right. I can not handle it anymore.
I need you to understand I work hard everyday all day for you, and I need you to do me a favor by letting me rest.
I need you to listen to what I have to say when I say it.
I can not handle you anymore.
Sincerely,
First Love
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I don’t know if I want to be with you. Your breath really smells and it’s so disgusting. I want to kiss you but it smells like a dragon. And why do you not shave? It’s so nasty! You need to pluck your eyebrows and shave the whiskers that you keep missing! Take your time for god’s sake. I will teach you if you want. And stop calling me hot. Call me beautiful or gorgeous or pretty. It feels so much more meaningful.
I try to accept your flaws and like you for who you are. But these simple little fixable things just bug me to no end! I am starting to have second thoughts about dating you. I am starting to regret ever saying yes. I want so much for this to work. And I feel horrible because I know you like me ALOT. But I also am trying to remember that I cannot stay in a relationship if only for the other person. I have to do what’s right for me.
I will hang in there for a while longer. I promise. We are still a fairly new couple and I have to give you a chance. Ya know?
And something has been going on that I haven’t told you. This girl on our bus who sits behind us goes on and on SO LOUDLY about how much of an ugly couple we are. It makes me want to cry. You don’t hear it and your lucky. But I hear it and it burns. It hurts so bad. I am thinking about punching her in the face. But then I realize how much trouble I will get in.. But then again it will feel so good.
The last thing I haven’t told you is that I flirt with other guys. I flirt with these guys because you don’t give me the attention and affection that I desperately need. I crave it. And you are not fulfilling that craving. Like COME ON! Hold my hand dammit! Put your arms around me. Don’t just walk there like some prude idiot! Seriously. If you don’t start giving me what I want, I am going to have to dump you. There are plenty of other fish in the sea, toots!
Love,
Your Transformers Girl
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I still love you, but something has changed. I wish I could look at you with the same gaze of love that you look at me with. You are jealous, boring, and emotionally distant to the point that you lie to me and keep me totally out of the loop, and warm and familiar and…my best friend. I don’t want to lose you. I am lonely for emotional connection and the thought of this being the last romantic connection I ever have for the rest of my life makes me sad. I worry that one day I will betray you and myself. At least it is a familiar kind of sad…
I’ve tried to talk to you about it, but it seems like I can’t reach you. I know I’m distant too because of this, and stress and sacrifices we made. This price seems unfair for what we gained, the road to success.
I’m going to have to rethink this if I still feel this way on my next birthday. I hope we find our way, and each find happiness. I hope that I am always a part of your life to share your happiness with you, even if we discover we’ve grown apart in the end as well.
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I knew when I married you that it was a mistake. I didn’t know how long we would last, but it has been six years now. You have ruined our daughers life with your selfishness and your drinking. You have almost ruined me. The sad thing is that every time you do something that irritates me I wish with all of my heart that I can irritate you enough that you would leave me. I am so in love with the man who was my best friend before you came back into my life. Now six years later I love him, I think about him and it is him that I constantly dream about. It is his arms I want to be in every night.
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I knew when our relationship began that there was a hold on my heart that would never be released. But I put that past relationship to the side because I knew it would never be and loved you with all my heart. Life has a funny way of letting things like that bite you in the ass when you least expect it.
I still love you. You are the father of my children, not to mention a hero who risks his life every day to save others. I am proud to be your wife. If only your public persona carried on when you are at home.
How slobby can one person be?? You leave crap lying around everywhere, and you never clean it up yourself unless I nag and start a big argument. Then I have to listen to you whine. When did grown men start whining??
And what is so hard about using a toothbrush? If you must insist on putting that nasty copenhagen in your mouth, at least brush your teeth more than once a month! You complain because I never want to kiss you. You’re right, I don’t. Who would??
I realize that over the years I have gained a few pounds. I have a bit of a gut. I gave birth to more children than any sane woman would, a little weight gain is to be expected. You, however, are a freaking hog! You have gained 100 pounds in 2 years, yet you don’t see a problem?? You eat more at a meal than most men eat all day. Your co workers have whole conversations about the amount of food you put away at one sitting. Watching you eat is enough to make me want to vomit. And your body…the awful dental hygiene aside, I don’t want that on me at all, ever. I would really rather just do without sex for the rest of my life! I have a large chest, but yours is larger and saggier. Your huge stomach is just nasty and I would really prefer if you would just never appear near me with out a shirt. Read the rest of this entry »
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