I guess I've failed. I've done it all. I've changed everything. I've been everything. I feel there's no hope. I'm laying my guns down. Sex once a month. We don't fight. Mostly silence. I feel it's only my little boy that is the what keeps us. That sucks. I feel like I'm in jail. I have no life. I do nothing. Work and home. At home I clean and try not to go crazy. That's it. Been married 4 1/2. Together 13. High school sweethearts. It's all faded. Built our life, and now life is missing. I've fought tooth and nail for happiness and its just not there. I don't wanna be a part time father. I hate this. So bitter lately.