Well, yesterday was just that, a bad day...ending with a bad night...I was at work until 10pm last night and then came home to wind down and started chatting with people from here and some other online friends that I have made. Yes, for the most part, the people I talk to are women. My wife doesn't seem to understand that I am just talking to people in general because I need someone to talk to. Instead she intends to dictate who I talk to. It may be because they are mostly women but still, I find it easier for myself to talk to women. I see myself getting 2 different things from my talks, 1 being talking to people that understand what I deal with everyday unlike my wife and 2 being just another outlet and support group. Correct me if I am wrong, but it is not good for someone to try to dictate who and who you can't be friends with? I could understand if these women that I am talking to were all local to me and I drove to their house or met for coffee but these people are from other parts of the country...strictly online friends. And yes, for those of you who will play devil's advocate, I have put myself in her shoes and thought about it if the roles were flipped, actually, the roles were flipped before and all I said was you are going to put yourself in a position that you won't like, and the guy she was talking to was my ex-bestfriend and lived right down the street from us. And what do you know, something happened...what did I do? Nothing because I already made my statement about it. Am I just wrong? I don't think so...I am just so angry and down right now...I can't handle myself right now...My wife has family to talk to about anything, I have nothing, I am an only child and so the only things I have are the friends that I have. I am soooo mad that I just feel like crying right now...but I can't, I am having to trudge through work...again, here is another thing that when things were looking on the up and up, brings me right back down! I am fucking tired of this shit...I want out!
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