...but I do.
I still have my family. My beautiful, loving wife and my son. We still have our house. I almost lost them all. I certainly don't miss the way it was, but at least financially - it's still much of the same. I hope that can change, soon. A lot of it is financial. I need some things...to be able to get a haircut, some decent somewhat "stylish" clothes that fit good...
I find myself kind of wishing I had someone on the side like Shelly does/did/will again soon...but I know right now I don't have much self confidence between weight and teeth. I don't think it will change anything, I don't know what it will take to get Shelly to enjoy sex with me like she does on the outside. I don't really want to be with anyone else. Sexually or emotionally. Somehow, I guess it would do us both some good. With my anxiety now, I seem to be worse than ever at getting things done. Scratch that, I know I am. I do enjoy Shelly fucking other men...but I hope it's not that way forever. I Love Her...can't believe sometimes that we are at this point....enjoying it sometimes, but scared, alone and afraid others.
No comments:
Post a Comment