To you, the wife of the man that I’ve been sleeping with-
What makes you so comfortable in your short marriage that you think you can forego treating your husband with dignity and thoughtfulness?
Why do you deny his requests to switch your work shifts to daylight hours so that the two of you can actually see each other?
How is it that you ignore that your man desires sex, even explicitly tells you so, yet you go months without giving it to him?
When do you expect to suddenly transform into a responsible mother, while all along you can’t be the support and comfort for your husband?
I sourly congratulate you on your second anniversary. It angers me that you come so short of being what he wants and needs, as he deserves so much more.
My inner cynical self laughs at the irony of the fact that you post on Facebook how much you love him and how ‘happy’ you are…how would you feel if you knew he’s been confiding in me, holding me, having sex with me in your very bed?
I hope you never find out, because as much as I dislike you for being an ignorant airhead, I wouldn’t wish the pain of the realization of betrayal on you.
He says he won’t leave you.
I’d give anything for him to be mine.