I wonder if we will still be married in 2 years. With your martyred attitude, probably not.
I miss the girl I married. The girl that cared about her family, was fun and had the great sense of humor. God you were something. Maybe you were never that girl and you just faked it. That would be hard to believe.
I remember the first time I saw you walk into the meeting room. I wasn't attracted to you. You had on a oversized business suit, you were a little overweight and your face showed it. Then I got to know you and I looked forward to seeing you everyday and lunching with you and the gang. I loved how you wouldn't let the guys get too pompus and how you understood my sense of humor. At that point I would look into your eyes and you were the most attractive girl in the world. I fell for you long before I mentioned it on the bridge when you said "but I love the house".
I once thought you were a great mother, wife, friend, and daughter but now you aren't any of those. You are a very good IT manager. So what? You are popular at work. So what? You can drink allot and you think you are funny. So what? At work you will do anything to solve a problem at home you won't break a sweat.
You tell me you haven't been happy for a long time and you are dissappointed that you haven't done more with your life. We are different but that was one of the things I liked about us. I've always tried to be there for you and be your "biggest fan" but in some ways I guess I failed. It would have been nice if you would have talked to me instead of lying. You have said in the past it was easier to lie than to face me. That's what all people who lie will say. Sometimes marriage is hard...face it. I would still do anything to make it work but I can't do it alone and you aren't interested.
You haven't aged well. I know you automatically think of your figure, your face, your skin. I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about me, the kids, your Mom, your brother, your friends. We deserve better than you.
No, you haven't aged well at all.
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