So after my all night disappearance, I am pretty sure that my (soon to be ex) Husband was not pleased to find me with The Arab. Actually, I know he was pissed because he came right out and said so.
After a silent cab ride home.
So after my all night disappearance, I am pretty sure that my (soon to be ex) Husband was not pleased to find me with The Arab. Actually, I know he was pissed because he came right out and said so.
After a silent cab ride home.
Occasionally an opportunity goes by that you just can’t pass up. I had one of those nights about three months after I got married. I got to throw three of his problems in his face in one night.
To show him how it felt.
I can do anything better than you.
I let my (soon to be ex) Husband get to me the first time we were together. A lot. Especially at the beginning of our relationship and marriage. I let him walk all over me. Belittle me. Try to change me.
Needless to say, we had a lot of problems.
Husband and I were texting a bit last Saturday and he ended up asking me if I was going out that night. I said no, still saving for a new computer, blah, blah, waaaaah. So he said he and his friends were going to Saratoga (Traver’s Weekend madhouse) and if I wanted to go, it would be on him.
Did I just hear free alcohol? Dancing?
I called her a lot of things when I was texting him the other day trying to get answers. I called her cunt, whore, bitch and slut. But I wasn’t blaming her and I don’t actually think she is any of those things. She didn’t know about me either. (According to him.)
And even if she did, it’s not her responsibility to maintain the relationship between Dreads and myself. It’s mine and Dreads responsibility. We are the ones that are supposed to care about what is going on between us.
So why did I call her a bunch of bad names in my texts?
With my (soon to be ex) Husband, it was a little different than the situation with The Blackest Man on Earth. At least my (soon to be ex) Husband had grown up with these people, his brother and sisters. His parents were dead but, before they died, they sent him here to support the rest of his siblings. (Which, I have to say, it a rotten responsibility to saddle on of your children with.)
(His parent died of AIDS, if you’re wondering. He father only lived for 3 months after Husband left.)
I have this little problem. It’s called -> I’m married. I am also separated from my (soon to be ex) Husband. But it’s not something that I really like talking about in real life. It’s kinda hard to explain it without sounding really crazy.
Or stupid.
So I have a hard time talking about it when I meet a new guy. Dreads doesn’t know. Or maybe he does.
I have no idea why this was important to my (soon to be ex) Husband. I just remember one day, in the beginning of our relationship, he asked this question.