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December 8, 2008 at 8:14 am · Filed under cheating, married, married but miserable, miserble, relationship, Uncategorized
My past just bit me in the ass!!!
My wife received a call today from one of her girlfriends. It was not good news, and had something to do with me.
About fifteen years ago while going to college, I use to work weekends at my fathers deli in NYC. Two doors down was a XXX dvd store. The two guys that owned it ate in our deli a couple of times a day. Over the years we became friends. One day in the early summer partner one stopped in for a coffee, and asked me to stop in around two, because they were having some big porn star do an autograph session.
Two o’clock came and went. I had forgotten about the greet and meet that they were having, as I was leaving the store partner number two grabbed me, and dragged me in to meet this porn star. It turns out the greet and meet had come to an end, and we all decided to go for a drink. Needless to say, I wound up back at my apartment with this “actress”. We fucked, and to be honest I expected more from a professional. Perhaps it was that I knew that she was a pro, or maybe it was that she was not making any money.
In the morning we spoke over a cup of coffee. It turn out she was in the city making her next film. She asked if I would consider being on film with her. I was young, and dumb at the time, soI said yes. Here was the only problem. She was only filming for two more days, and by law we needed to have an the results of my aids test. Two days was not enough time for all that bull shit. She came up with a game plan that worked out for me. She would only give me head. Awesome, no aids test needed.
Her creativity kicked in, and she convinced me to open my fathers deli at four in the morning, and film there. The young idiot in me agreed. We stayed up all night partying, and at four we went to the deli and shot our scene. It was horrible. I couldn’t keep my dick up, and the friend she brought along to do the fluffing was not that attractive. Finally the five minutes that we needed for our scene was completed.
Here is the part that I don’t get. The film never amounted to anything, and the $100 I got came and went. How in the hell did my wifes friend find this piece of history. I am willing to bet that most of you could not find it on-line today, even if I gave you her name. I am lost. I denied everything to my wife. How do I get myself out of this one?
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November 27, 2008 at 7:14 pm · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged ass, cocktails, divorce, drinking, hate, love, married, married but miserable, serial killer, shopping, thanksgiving, thanksgiving dinner, tits, wife
Is my wife a serial killer?
I walked in the house last night after a long day a work. In my wifes defence I did stop for two drinks with my brother for a pre-thanksgiving cocktail. Back to the story. I walk in the house two hours after my normal time. She was pissed. I, as always acted as if nothing was wrong, and that she shouldn’t be mad. Over the years I have realized that I get a bigger reaction when I do this. I guess I am a little demented, being that I enjoy the reaction. The yelling and the arguing continued for an hour or so. I usually don’t ague, as it is not in my nature to do so. The thing that got to me this time is:
- I never say anything when she spend the day with her sister shopping, having lunch, grabbing a glass of wine…
- I never give her shit for not having anything cooked because she was out all day gallivanting.
- I never argue with her for spending money on things that we have no use for: Example ( a $25 thousand dollar dinning room set that we have used four times in the last seven years.)
The list could go on and on, but I think you get the picture. I decided to go to bed after an hour of this.
At two am I was startled and woke up to my wife hovering over me. Being dazed and confused, I jumped up and asked what she was doing? She proceeded to tell me “you were snoring”. Now she usually just elbows me in the ribs and I turn over and stop. I could have sworn that she was doing something else. Perhaps I have been watching to many movies, or have a crazy imagination. I think she was trying to kill me. Why else would she be leaning over my body wide awake? I was confused, and had to share this with someone. I know that I am over reacting, but at that particular moment that’s what came to my head. I thought that I was a dead man.
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November 19, 2008 at 5:54 pm · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged break up, divorce, love, married, married but miserable, relationship, sex, sex life, struggle, therapy
I have seen a change in my relationship since starting to blog about it. I have also been reading about similar problems that others have in their relationships. This has opened my eyes, and made me understand that my wife and I are not alone. We all seem to struggle one way or another. It’s all ok. It seems to make our relationships stronger in the end. The difficult part is being able to see the light at the end of the tunnel, and find a way to work through the difficult times. As I have said before, trying to find the love my wife and I once had for each other is becoming more and more real. It is not an easy task, but an obtainable one. I would like to thank all that have shared their stories. Keep it up, I’m sure it is helping others as well.
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November 19, 2008 at 1:22 am · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged ass, girls, golf, married, married but miserable, tits
I chose to go play golf today for the first time in two months. My wife knows how much I enjoy being out on the course.
So after playing eighteen holes, I strolled in my house around five. I had a few drinks, but was not drunk. My wife persisted on busting my chops, and making me feel guilty for not spending the day with her and the kids.
I just don’t understand why anything that puts a smile on my face, is always a problem in m marriage, relationship, and life. My day was great, and now I feel like shit. Is that the way I am suppose to feel after a great day out on the course?
I just don’t get it!
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November 13, 2008 at 2:04 am · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged Add new tag, bitching, complaining, guns n roses, kill, kill her, married, married but miserable
I get like this some times.
I was driving to work today and heard a song from way back. It really made me think. The lyrics were a little out there, but made me think. Here are the lyrics.
“I used to love her,
But i had to kill her
I used to love her,
But i had to kill her
I had to put her, six feet under
And I can still hear her complain
I used to love her,
But I had to kill her
I used to love her,
But I had to kill her
I knew I’d miss her,
So I had to keep her
She’s buried right in my backyard
I used to love her,
But I had to kill her
I used to love her,
But i had to kill her
She bitched so much,
She drove me nuts
And now we’re happier this way, alright
I used to love her,
But I had to kill her
I used to love her
But I had to kill her
She bitched so much,
She drove me nuts
And I can still hear her complain”
I thank “Guns N Roses” for the wonderful lyrics. The killing part does not interest me, but it does make the song. The last few lines of the song are what drove me to write this blog.
“She bitched so much,
She drove me nuts
And I can still hear her complain”
I feel I live this every day.
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November 12, 2008 at 10:42 pm · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged kids, married, married but miserable, mothers, xanax, yelling
A day doesn’t go by where I do not get mad at my wife for yelling at the kids. After having a discussion with some of the guys, it seems that most woman do the same thing.
I understand that raising kids is not an easy task. Getting them to listen is even more difficult. At the end of the day they are just kids, and as they say “kids will be kids”.
My wife seems to be on edge from the moment she gets up, to the time she goes to bed. I have noticed a few mothers that don’t seem to lose their cool every time their kids act up. At first I was amazed at their patience. I would look at my wife and ask why she couldn’t act like them. I just recently found out from a friend that most if not all those mothers are on xanax. If I am going to put my wife down for the way she acts without any type of medication, and put the other medicated mothers on a pedestal, I’ll be damned.
I see that there is a tremendous difference in the way that they behave, but I also want a wife that is 100% aware of here surroundings when watching my children. I take back all the compliments that I gave to the mothers that seemed to have it under control, while they were receiving help from XANAX. I would also like to give those same compliments to my wife, mother, cousins, aunts, next door neighbor, lady in the produce section at kings super market yesterday… and all other out of control mothers out there. I love you all. You are all doing a great job raising our children. Keep yelling at them, and making me ( a xanax free American) proud!!!
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November 6, 2008 at 4:27 pm · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged breasts, business, children, conflict, divorce, double standard, economic, economic strugle, family, instinct, investment, maternal instinct, mothers instinct, pussy, risk vs reward, tits, woman, women
This is one of many instances.
My wife and I have a baby girls, so only one car seat is needed per car. The other day her sister came over with her kid, and they took the car seat out of my car to go shopping. No big deal. Both car seats are in my wife’s car now.
Thursdays have become the day that my baby girl and I spend together. We go out for breakfast, stop by the park, go visit my parents… This is also the day that my wife gets to do her things. Like: nails, hair, lunch with an old friend… a day to herself. I love this day, and so does she.
I get my daughter and myself ready for our day out. As we get to the car I see that my car seat has not been put back. No car seat = no going out. I call my wife who has been out of the house for an hour already, explain the situation, and get this as a response. ” Oh, I guess you two will have to stay home today.”
I don’t mind staying home, and I understand that mistakes do happen. What I don’t understand is, if this had been the other way around heads would have rolled. I would have had to come home to drop the car seat off.
Why is this double standard ok? Why do I have to put up with this shit? I could have flipped my lid. Why is it that I have started to avoid conflict? Why have I become such a pussy? Why, Why, Why…
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November 3, 2008 at 2:50 pm · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged affair, bachelor, blow job, breasts, busted, commitment, couple, date rape, date rape drug, dating, divorce, drunk, engagement, family, fight, fighting, fuck, fucked, fucking, great head, head, jerking off, life, love, love life, marriage, married, married but miserable, news, no condom, oral sex, orgy, polygamist, relationship, rough sex, sex, three sum, tits, womam issues, woman
The old Bait and switch.
I met my wife through a co-worker of hers. We were introduced at a dinner party that was at his house. The conversation was great, and we found each other attractive. We spoke on the phone for about two weeks, and then our first official date come. I took her out for as nice diner, and some wine. The night started early, and the next thing I knew we had two bottles of wine. The date came to an end, and I took her home. Two blocks from her house she asked me to stop the car, and pull over for a proper kiss. I’m all about the kiss good night. No kiss, no second date. I pulled over, and we made out for a bit. To my surprise she decided to give me some head. This was a perfect end to a first date.
Needless to say when I had to let my friends know how well the night went, and especially how it ended. We dated for a while, and every date ended the same. No complaints here. She wanted to wait before we had sex. A few months later we had some awesome sex. The oral sex was some of the best I had ever had.
After three years, I figured that this was the girl for me. Great sex, great head, great conversation, and not bad looking either. We got engaged, and nothing had changed. The first few months of marriage things went well. I don’t know what happened, but I haven’t seen a blow job in eight fuckin years. From one every time we hung out to none. How the fuck does this happen?
When I asked if something was wrong? She would always respond no. Then I would ask, whats up with no head since we got married? She would respond that she gave me head after we were married. I would then ask, why no head now? She would say, just don’t feel like it.
What the fuck. I don’t feel like waking up for work every morning, but I do. The only reason I do is because I know how much you love to see money on the table at the end of the week. You should think back and remember how much I use to love getting head. Try to think of the two going hand in hand. I still come home with the money, and yet no head. I can take that money and buy my self some head, but I don’t.
I want my head back.
I feel like I got the old bait and switch. As soon as you got comfortable, you cut out one of the qualities I loved about you.
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October 31, 2008 at 1:46 pm · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged affair, bachelor, breasts, busted, commitment, couple, date rape, date rape drug, dating, divorce, drunk, engagement, family, fight, fighting, fuck, fucked, fucking, jerking off, life, love, love life, marriage, married, married but miserable, news, no condom, orgy, polygamist, relationship, rough sex, sex, three sum, tits, womam issues, woman
Not willing to argue?
The other day I dropped and broke my phone. I am one of those fools that can not function without it, so I ran to the store and bought a new one. That evening I got home from work and told my wife that my phone broke. By mistake I left out the fact that I bought a new one already. She was a little pissed because this is not the first time this has happened to me. She has also bought me a protective cover which I do not use. This is my third iphone in a year and a half.
I was expecting her to be pissed, which she was. I was also expecting a big reaction, and a small argument. This to my surprise I did not see. I sat shock for a minute. I then noticed that she was starting to boil inside.
Me: What’s wrong?
Wife: Nothing.
Me: Why aren’t you saying what’s on your mind?
Wife: I’m not giving you any reactions, and am not arguing with you anymore.
Me: What?
Wife: I’m not going to give you any more information to write about.
Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Ok baby. If that the way you feel, then I support your decision. I love you.
At that point she walked away knowing that I was going to write about this. She has to realize that this has become a form of therapy for me. I will continue to write as long as it is enjoyable.
I just don’t get it?
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October 26, 2008 at 4:42 am · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged affair, bachelor, breasts, cheating, commitment, couple, cream pie, dating, divorce, drunk, engagement, family, fight, fighting, fuck, fucked, fucking, hung over, life, love, love life, marriage, married, married but miserable, news, polygamist, relationship, rough sex, tits, Uncategorized fighting, womam issues, woman
THE WIFE GETS MAD!!!
My wife came up to me today to let me know that she has been reading “Married but miserable”, and was not happy. Mind you when I started the blog I told her to blog as well. I would love to have a womens stand point on most of this stuff. I really think it would help.
Some of the posts I have put up are stories from friends that don’t want their name attached as of yet. My wife knows this. She doesn’t want her friends to find the site, read a story, and know that it is our story. I have said this many times, for my self and others. “I just don’t get it?!?!?! SHE IS WILLING TO TELL HER FRIEND????? They gossip more then anyone. At least my blogs are anonymous. My posts are mixed amongst others. This is a form of therapy for myself and those who read. I told her I will not stop, and that she should join the blog. I feel that perhaps my truth to the story could use her side of the truth.
I’m willing to post, and listen to who or whatever people are willing to write about. Feel free to join in.
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