I think its typical that some point in time a marriage is going to have some rough times. My M has gone through so many rough spots I feel like I'm being singled out by God. I know he's not but since I'm not perfect I need find a reason to the maddness.
I can laugh and joke with her, but she's not ready to be with me. We hug briefly and yesterday my D10 joined us. It felt like for the first time I had a family.
Later, my neighbor and I went for drinks at a local bar. People know her and they kind of know me there. We talked and joked and I had a good time. There was a woman seperated and going to D her H. She said how all guys are jerks and I listened even more. In my mind I was thinking that my W was jerk but kept my mouth shut.
I hate the stich I'm in. I want so badly to share my life and love the woman I married. To be a family where a group hug ends with a sincere kiss.
