I Live In a Sexless Marriage
nyartgal recently posted a story calling all of us out on the "kids story " BS.
It got me thinking and it has been bothering me ever since, so this is what I have concluded in my own little brain.
Staying for the sake of the kids is not BS, like many have explained, it goes with a plan, weather it's college, finances, sacrifice or hope for happiness or death.
It's not an excuse, it's real all right, and to be honest with you now that I think about it, it's not me who stays for the kids, but it's his leverage against me to use the kids as a shield, it's been forced into my head, that if I were a good mother, then I'd get my priorities straight and I'd stop bitching about BS such as intimacy.
See if I was a good mom, I'd sacrifice my life for my kids, dreams, hopes, happiness, all so that my kids can grow up in this bubble thinking that's it's all good and dandy.
If I was a good mother, I would stop talking like a **** about sex, and be more motherly, womanly and composed as a Saint.
If I were a good mother, I wouldn't even dare to think about whoring around town, instead of trying to please my husband and being a good little martyr wife and work on making things better (utopia).
So no, my dear nyartgal, it's not BS, it's ******* life, we make our beds and we are lying in them trying not disrupt our precious little family.
My kids didn't ask to be born by two **** heads, and they sure don't deserve to be split and have 2 separate addresses just because their **** head parent can't get their priorities straight!
BUT we are here, and this is the first step,
admitting it and talking about it and figuring it out is the next step,
then thinking out your options,
and eventually coming to the conclusion that some of us are plain cowards.
Or maybe I'm just not worth it.
So tired of it.
ADDED>>>>>POINT IS EVERY SITUATION IS DIFFERENT, every family is different and every dysfunction is different every child is different.
What goes on my bed room (or what doesn't) has nothing to do with my kids,
and trying to work things out doesn't mean my kids will grow up messed up.
We may be dysfunctional, but we love each other, and we are trying our best to do whats right,
to try everything, leave no stone unturned so that there wont be any regrets.
We owe this much to our selves and our kids, leaving is not always the answer,
nor is it always the best thing to do, for your self maybe and your sanity, but for your kids? I doubt it.
It got me thinking and it has been bothering me ever since, so this is what I have concluded in my own little brain.
Staying for the sake of the kids is not BS, like many have explained, it goes with a plan, weather it's college, finances, sacrifice or hope for happiness or death.
It's not an excuse, it's real all right, and to be honest with you now that I think about it, it's not me who stays for the kids, but it's his leverage against me to use the kids as a shield, it's been forced into my head, that if I were a good mother, then I'd get my priorities straight and I'd stop bitching about BS such as intimacy.
See if I was a good mom, I'd sacrifice my life for my kids, dreams, hopes, happiness, all so that my kids can grow up in this bubble thinking that's it's all good and dandy.
If I was a good mother, I would stop talking like a **** about sex, and be more motherly, womanly and composed as a Saint.
If I were a good mother, I wouldn't even dare to think about whoring around town, instead of trying to please my husband and being a good little martyr wife and work on making things better (utopia).
So no, my dear nyartgal, it's not BS, it's ******* life, we make our beds and we are lying in them trying not disrupt our precious little family.
My kids didn't ask to be born by two **** heads, and they sure don't deserve to be split and have 2 separate addresses just because their **** head parent can't get their priorities straight!
BUT we are here, and this is the first step,
admitting it and talking about it and figuring it out is the next step,
then thinking out your options,
and eventually coming to the conclusion that some of us are plain cowards.
Or maybe I'm just not worth it.
So tired of it.
ADDED>>>>>POINT IS EVERY SITUATION IS DIFFERENT, every family is different and every dysfunction is different every child is different.
What goes on my bed room (or what doesn't) has nothing to do with my kids,
and trying to work things out doesn't mean my kids will grow up messed up.
We may be dysfunctional, but we love each other, and we are trying our best to do whats right,
to try everything, leave no stone unturned so that there wont be any regrets.
We owe this much to our selves and our kids, leaving is not always the answer,
nor is it always the best thing to do, for your self maybe and your sanity, but for your kids? I doubt it.