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I mean, I guess I could put a double-wide on my back half-acre and call it a guesthouse, but that's neither here nor there.
Irish, your goal should not be to "get back into your bed."
Your goal here should be to be a mature human being who can recognize emotional abuse when they see it and stand up for themselves when its warranted.
I have a lot of questions about you and your life. I question how you were able to move so quickly from the dysfunction of your very first thread here to finding not one but TWO counselors SO quickly.
I question how you are able to afford (financially and time-wise) therapy 3 times a week.
I question why you NEVER seem to get emotional on this thread and wonder if you are somewhere on the autism spectrum.
I question how you are able to post here so regularly and quickly in the midst of all the turmoil in your life.
I question how you were able to bond so quickly with your son who you said liked to "drink booze, sleep all day and hang out with his trashy little girlfriend."
Well, that's her own fault then. If she felt like that, she had no business marrying you at 19, baby or not. Have you pointed out that she could have lived with you and chose not to?
Does this thread remind anyone of the Great Gatsby era? The way the phrases are built (or maybe paraphrased by the author) hide backstabbing behind endearing words. The formal dinners, "romantic dinners", the country club, the meal setting, the guesthouse, a leisurely woman interested only in jewelry, roses, romantic dinners, pouting and exquisite emotional torture. The author himself is like Gatsby, forever yearning for appreciation and inclusion by the world represented by Daisy, no matter how shallow she is.
Does this thread remind anyone of the Great Gatsby era? The way the phrases are built (or maybe paraphrased by the author) hide backstabbing behind endearing words. The formal dinners, "romantic dinners", the country club, the meal setting, the guesthouse, a leisurely woman interested only in jewelry, roses, romantic dinners, pouting and exquisite emotional torture. The author himself is like Gatsby, forever yearning for appreciation and inclusion by the world represented by Daisy, no matter how shallow she is.
Great observation. Maybe Irish is a frustrated writer at heart (as this thread is starting to become rather unbelievable)?
It is hard to imagine a man in his mid thirties who is that incredible naïve and dense about what I going on in his (alleged) marriage.
Does this thread remind anyone of the Great Gatsby era? The way the phrases are built (or maybe paraphrased by the author) hide backstabbing behind endearing words. The formal dinners, "romantic dinners", the country club, the meal setting, the guesthouse, a leisurely woman interested only in jewelry, roses, romantic dinners, pouting and exquisite emotional torture. The author himself is like Gatsby, forever yearning for appreciation and inclusion by the world represented by Daisy, no matter how shallow she is.
It just seems so to me. How can a man with a profession , college degree from prestigious university, job making enough money for his wife not to have to work, a house with a guest house, 2 or 3 therapists, etc, have so little common sense and life experience to have no clue about how to talk to his wife and son? Just seems so far fetched to me.
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