Choc,
Thanks man...I've read your post about six times over and over, and as I did, I started to feel my cajones growing back.

Enough of this. No more tears man. I got a lot of life ahead of me. She can either go with me for the wild ride, or she can derail and hang with one of these other nitwits she's decided to give her heart to. It's her choice. I've given her 23 years of faithful love, and I've raised her two stepkids and one of our own. And they've grown up to be men, with wives and kids. If she wants to pitch it all so she can have some weird relationship with my best friend, fine. Screw her. It's her choice.

So that's it. She can stay with me and have lots of love, lots of good sex, lots of memories of loving her grandkids and great grandkids. Or she can pitch all that in the trash and have to explain why she dumped her husband and be forced to introduce her lame boyfriends to everyone in the family for all of eternity.

As you can tell, I have dunked myself in Jack Daniels and Steve Earle. Time to be a man. Time to be myself. Time for her to choose.

Wish me luck.


Me: 51
W: 50
M 24 yrs
EA: since Apr 06
S22, S26, S28
ILYBNILWY:Nov 07

"It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything." Tyler Durden