Right now I want to shout, scream, cry, swear and smash up my house for fun. I am SO stressed and SO upset.
X is X not H except he's not bloody X enough just to get out of my life. I want to stamp him out like one of those X stamps on an official document.
My dream I told you about was for a good reason, he really is an idiot in real life.
If I'd have had your number I'd have called and sobbed at you down the phone, so it's a good job I don't have it or you'd have had this 'insane' anglo-Greek woman harrassing you! Instead I called a counsellor and talked for an hour about nothing and he couldn't understand much of it because I was babbling like the mad woman in the attic.
At this rate X will give me enough crap to write a flippin' sequel!
Today tops even the last incident that happened and it's DD's birthday today. She is 3.
He always does it on special occassions, every time, it's like he knows and he's planned it that way just to upset me so I can't enjoy anything. It's so selfish.
I really don't want to be his wife anymore, not even in my heart. I have truly had enough. The worst thing is, I know in a few months he will be back trying to weedle his way into my life like always, and this time I'm so sick of it, I just want him to disappear.
Why couldn't I marry a nice husband who knew the meaning of the word commitment? I mean, was it so much to ask to have a husband that loved me, whom I could love in return and kids that I could actually raise.
That's all I wanted, so why was it too much?
It's a good job there isn't a man in my house right now because I'd either screw him for the hell of it or just start yelling because he is there and I can.
I can't say anything else at the moment, too bloody angry and annoyed and upset. Plus he bestows his delightful company on me in a little while and really I just want to staple things to his head!
Sorry Gabriel, it's not you, you're lovely. It's me for picking such a loser.
