This my first posting here, or anywhere for that matter. So I thought I would make it about me. I sell insurance, auto insurance, I sit in a cube for 11 hours a day, go home and get online. I play online poker for an hour or two . Then I get up with my two girls. 1 and 2. I change themand feed tham and wait for my wife to get home form the methodone clinic. she comes home tells me shes tired and sleeps till I go to work. I watch cartoons with the kids, play some cards then get ready for work. I work for 11 hours, do it all over again. On my ddays off all stays the same except my wife sleeps all day and I watch the kids all day. We never have sex, we never have fun. and my life has become nothing more than this. I use to have an exciting life, ive done and seen so many things. maybe someday ill write about em. But for now thats it. All the bad stuff you hear aboput marriage is true. NO SEX! NO FUN! NO TIME FOR ME!
Posted by anonymous at May 8, 2005 5:52 PM | TrackBackGuess what? When you have kids, it isn't about you any more, it's about them. Suck it up, do right by your kids and raise them well. THEN there will be time for you.
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