I don't understand why i'm getting so obsessed with ow even though she is not in the picture. Can't stop looking at her facebook pic wondering what is it she has i dont have. This is madness. This is not me. I'm slipping into depression despite gal and keeping busy. I feel like each day that passes without intimacy between my husband, is another day of painful rejection, he does not want me. I feel sick with grief. What happens when he leaves in a month and the only closeness we have is a hug and kiss?
I realize i am being needy and maybe immature.
I dont know HOW to stop feeling like this.
Tired of hell, tired of hurting.
I want it to stop...but this is ...here to stay. I'm trying so hard.
