And as quickly as the walls were built, they were torn down again.
Not a good night in the land of black and white.
Strong indications that the OM is here, this moment, spending time with my wife.
I realize how fortunate I am compared to some of my bretheren/bretherettes who must deal with this pain daily, whereas mine is intermittant-hell who am I fooling, it is constant but the nightmarish thoughts of someone else f@cking my wife are intermittant.
It is eating me alive.
I don't even know how to explain how torn I am between my desire to castrate this POS, to beat him until he begins to understand the pain he is helping to inflict, and how contemptable I find myself for these thoughts, how good it would feel to cast that first stone.
How can she not know?
How can she not see?
How can she not feel?
How much more can I take?
81388 Me 43, waw 44, 3 kids(D15,D12,S6)Married 19yr, together 27yr. Bomb 11/27/06, Separated 3/1/07 Divorce filed 4/18/07,
"Because it is in giving that we receive; In forgiving that we obtain forgiveness; In dying that we rise to eternal life" St. Francis
