I have tried everything and I can't get through to you, you just don't get it.
I'm afraid one day I might think that it's not worth it and that my kids will be fine if things don't workout between us.
Even if he had done everything right in a nice sized bed I would have felt the same. I love you sunshine buckle up buddy this ride ain't over yet, we've got a lot of years left to see what all those " what if's" turn out to be!!! I'm I the bad one for thinking that sex is an extremely important part of a marriage?
If I would have known 16 years ago all the hell that would come our way after we said I do, would I say I do again? Simply because no one else has loved me as well as you, accepted me for the person I am flaws and all, and decided to hold my hand and walk beside me step for step. I come to bed every night hoping that tonight will be the night that you decide to have a moment of passion, and night after night I fall asleep wondering how much longer i can deal with this.
I can afford to live by myself and take care of the boys. So what you’re not as affectionate as I’d like you to be. I don't know why you don't like me, but after four years of this, the feeling is mutual.
I don't care that we're broke, I don't care that we're homebodies. Well, I wished I spread it all over your bed, under the sheet so you could have laid on it and have a bloody back, you asshole. One day, I will leave, just waiting for my bonus :) I won't give you a hint, you'll just see me and the boys gone. I told you to kiss me more, you can’t because it arouses you. I did it because you said "I don't know why you haven't made it already." I might go to a motel tonight. For four years I've been pretty much in hell every day.
Synopsis: Struggling with her debilitating obsession with shopping and the sudden collapse of her income source, Rebecca Bloomwood unintentionally lands a job writing for a financial magazine after a drunken letter-mailing mix-up. I know we have your body but we need your spirit and love. Just because I am more spiritual than you are doesn't mean I'm into "woo woo voodoo shit." I accept your journey and I just wish you'd accept mine. He soon got up and complained that the bed was too small (so he and the bed have something in common) and he had a cramp. It doesn't matter that you are doing everything right. His death has broken me in ways I am unable to articulate.Who wants a jerk who keeps fucking my life and finances up? You can be cheap (like refusing to buy me popcorn when you take me to a movie), too religious (God forbid I miss church) and not as friendly with my friends as you should be. We are newlyweds but have been together for six years yet I feel like after marrying you I want to beat the living shit out of you. Thanks for consulting me on that even though you have no clue what our financial situation is. At some point he reached for the condom and I could barely feel him. What you need to realize is that no one is perfect. Stop looking at what your spouse could do different and begin to change yourself. So many people think the grass is greener on the other side.