Agreed. I'd bet money that once you have a baby, she will refuse to have sex with you at all. I remember babies basically killing off my (generally high) libido for a few years.
Agreed. I'd bet money that once you have a baby, she will refuse to have sex with you at all. I remember babies basically killing off my (generally high) libido for a few years.
No kidding. I'm in a one-year marriage that has never been consummated (a second marriage to the same person, he was quite gravely ill when we remarried, but it was not something that should have been permanently debilitating and he's recovered), and the withholding in entirely on his end. (Once I find a full-time…
Seriously. I taught sixth graders that had considerably better spelling and grammar skills.
I live in North DFW and can confirm that an amazing number of these do take place at WalMart. (Occasionally someone apparently more well-heeled become infatuated with a stranger at Central Market, to break up the tedium.)
Every time I see the word "bloviate", I picture Russell Crowe. Now I'm reminded of why.
I think I look just as stupid when I cry, and I haven't done a damn thing to my wrinkly old face.
This is possibly my favorite scary movie ever, I watch it at least once a year. I used to show it to some of my Spanish classes around Halloween (with permissions slips, of course. There's also one graphic scene I skipped over.) They'd start off whining about the lack of special effects, become engrossed, and then…
"Plus, lower libido. Without that, all you've got is your actual relationship. " Or, no libido. And no sex. Ever. Since your marriage waaaaaayy back in February. Something about the new year coming up brings it home that if you don't make a change, you're stuck in the same cycle of misery.
I left, and I'm very glad I did, but there are still days where it feels like I'm locked in a battle with my brain, trying to loosen its exasperating insistence on trying to reach back and hang on to the "goodness" sometimes. You explained this perfectly. Thank you.
You should have posted a warning, I feel like I just got punched in the uterus.
Started to watch, couldn't. Probably made it three seconds.
I get that. I just didn't find that particular line amusing because I see it from another perspective, so for me it was just eyeroll-inducing (I admit my perspective is influenced by my own baggage).
I didn't. I thought it made him sound like a grandiose, narcissistic jackass. I could picture him preening when he wrote it. Doing that kind of stuff is probably how he managed to keep her on the hook for so long, and she fell for it.
When I genuinely apologize, I'm much more likely to apologize for being "an asshole". I think it's a better description of how I acted when I'm just being mean or contrary or inconsiderate with no real justification.
I think back when I was doing some combination of teaching full-time/finishing my Master's/being in a relationship with a high-maintenance person/raising two kids; at any given time I was basically deciding which one of those spheres I was going to be failing at for awhile...because I couldn't do my best at all of…
Or he yells you're trying to censor him with PC. Then he'll go on a long aggrieved rant about how PC is ruining civilization.
How could I have forgotten this!? One of the highlights of my adolescence.
You and me both. Voting in Texas feels like pissing in the wind.
Well, I'm a little older, and unfortunately live in Texas, and most women I know my age quite gleefully and smugly voted for Abbott and what's worse, Dan Patrick, who is a flaming lunatic. They just seem to all run out and vote Republican as a matter of course, like a bunch of self-righteous Stepford Christian…
Wow. People in the midwest must really hate teachers.