I'm always amazed by how many people round here stick by me! Thank you all!
What I hate?
after such tifs with the h (this one got to the point of shoving) ending with no resolution..one of us sleeping seemingly soundly in the spare bedroon (h) while the other sobs writting a letter in the kitchen (moi') without ever uttering another word about it something happens.
Now I'm not saying that all of a sudden things are just honky dory...but h has initiated physical intimacy two nights in a row (yes the very two nights following the episode in wich he called me a bitch, pshyco, and claimed to have been happy to see me go away). Of course h initiating physical intimacy IS one of the things I would like more of and I accept without hesitation or complaint but it seems much like a bandaid to me.
There are issues to be resolved and they are certainly not going to be resolved in bed and the sad thing is once I do allow the sex to make me feel better about our r (at least he's working harder at filling that ll of mine) he suddenly stops.
I dunno.
so anyway...do I still want to run? nah. would I like to take a little walk? ya am I still tired? well who the heck wouldn't be living this life.
