Should we talk about men? Sure. Why the hell not?
Cyber cheating? What is it? Talking intimately with someone, wishing you were there with them, fantasizing about being with them, sending pictures, asking to meet up within a certain time. “I have until 6 — my girl doesn’t get home til then”. I call when I come home out of courtesy.
Maybe I’m just giving him time to pack the bitch up and make her leave my house.
The girl wasn’t sending those same pictures back. Most of it seemed to be from his part.
I don’t give a flying fuck that he talks to other women and has women that are friends. Maybe if he had ran it by me before it was done and included me in the action. There’s a line. There’s a big fucking obvious line that you do not cross. If you didn’t want to lose “the best thing that has happened to you”, then why do shit that you know is going to upset the other person?
Snapchat. I fucking hate snapchat. There’s no proof that pictures are being sent. Some of the pics I’ve seen aren’t sent to me.
Maybe I’ve let myself go since my brother died. We aren’t having sex as often as we used to. Which I remind myself is normal when you get further into a relationship.
I know I don’t deserve to feel disregarded and not be told how beautiful I am. Why does he say that to other women, but not the one he said he cares most about?
I get to clean up after him, feed him, makes sure he has clean clothes. So by the time my day is over I’m fucking exhausted. Not to mention taking care of his 9 year old daughter when he’s too drunk to even get out of bed.
It feels as if he’s trying to sabotage us. Sending these pictures to other girls. Not having sex with me as much. Feels like he’s pushing me away. Afraid to be with something good.
Just took over my mom and dads house. My sister, boyfriend, his daughter and me. He used to live in this piece of shit, molded, falling down around us kind of house. It feels like he’s pushing me away because he doesn’t feel that he deserves to be happy. He’s so afraid that we will end up breaking up for some reason or another and he will be left with nothing. No car. No house. Nothing to fall back into.
I don’t know how many times I can say that I’m not going anywhere. But it’s hard to convince a person who has been abandoned their whole life by everyone…that someone will stay. He doesn’t have nothing. He has everything. His daughter. His beautiful girlfriend *hintmehint*. A decent job. A great roof over his head. A decent vehicle to get you to and from work. Things that he has worked hard for.
For some reason or another he’s afraid to be happy. Afraid to believe that he deserves good things. But there’s also….
The drugs! We didn’t even get into the drugs. That’s a completely different blog. I could spend two hours talking about that shit in itself.
Who knows if anyone will ever read this. Just needed to vent.
Men are stupid and couldn’t see a good thing if it bit him in the ass.