When we first met, i thought that we were meant for each other. You said that we were “soil mates”….what the f**k does that mean now!!! I used to rush home to be with you and the kids….now i try my hardest to take the long way home. And why do you ask? I don’t mind the fact that you have friends to hang out with. I don;t mind that you talk to them at night…wha ti hate is that you stay out almost all night drinking with them and you forget that i am home. The reason why i am so pissed when i get home is that i don;t want to BE home It doesn’t even seem like my home anymore. its like i just live here with you and the kids. I lay down to go to sleep, and of course you’re not there!! Where the f&^k are you??? Oh thats right you’re downstairs drinking and forgetting about us. I just sit in the room waiting for you until I FORCE myself to sleep. YOu know that i can’t get to sleep without you….but i’m slowly starting to get used to you not being there!! Its starting to feel like it did when i was married to the first wife. And of course you don’t even give a s#!t becuse you are too busy getting s#!t-faced to remember you have a husband. Then, you finally decide to stumble upstairs at around 3 or 4 in the morning knowing i have to get up for work at 5 am!!! But you know what? F- it!!! Im starting not to care about the situation and you. Whoever decides to leave should make the decision soon…..
VN:F [1.9.22_1171]Dear "wife",