Love-Honor-Cherish

So my wife did the stereotypical bullshit thing that stereotypes were made after. We used to screw around doing all the fun stuff. Like like knobers in the kitchen when my buddies are on the other side of the wall, hand jobs in the fucking restaurant under the table. Telling me about her ex girlfriend. Which was dirty hot. Y'all know. Cool fun shit. Then  the moment I married her it all stopped. Like everything stopped. I was limited sex once a week like a wifely duty for her.  Unless she was unhappy with me for whatever reason, then maybe one a month. Hell, I had a high sex drive. And so did she. Until she got a ring on her finger. Then it was "my vagina makes the rules."  I don't know why I put up with it for so many years. Im not the kind of guy who will allow that shit to rule me. Alpha and shit. Then it was a battle of wills. Seems so stupid now. Fuck!   Bitch actually tells me "I don't need to impress you! I already got you!" What a fuckin lame. As...

I love dogs. They're flipping awesome. They're better than most people according to me. So when it's time for them to do the whole rainbow bridge thing it hurts. It hurts me like people loosing a child. I guess I have a super deep connection.  I am also the man of the house and as that man sometimes I have some jobs I really dont find appealing. Tops on my list of jobs that suck is dispatching my K9 friends.  Some people might find this  unfathomable. I find having a stranger kill my dog to be unfathomable. I couldn't let a stranger do that because I would be angry at them for killing my dog. Unfortunately that leaves me. So when Mr.Bizkits time came I was heartbroken to say the least.  A few days earlier........ Wife and I are in the garage and I see her dog eating a rat poison block. I freak out. Yell at him to drop which he does. I run over and clear his mouth of any poisin that still lingered. I tell wife "Dude that was rat poison. We need to get him to the vet...

It was all downhill from this point on.  I was downtown getting my car washed when when a guy I used to work with and my wife used to work with comes over to me and we started talking about the old days when we worked together. So he tells me "my buddy's banging that chick that used to work in the office. So I laugh and I go wild J's pretty slutty that's for sure. He says no the little one. I say  "S@6@h" he says yes.  I say I find that amusing because , as I show him my wedding ring I tell him I'm married to her . He goes aww shit.  Of course I ask who might this friend be.  He responds with Andrew. I say oh I've heard of him. Hes the one and only person my wife has ever said that she was glad was coming back to work for them. She could give a shit about anybody she's worked with right up until him. So I keep it to myself and do a little investigating. I  Look through her text messages which she told me to do If I ever thought she was cheating on...

So I have a truck crush me underneath it. Granted that was my fault. I come inside, she notices I'm distressed/fucked up. She asks if I'm OK. I say no! Never before have I said no. I've broken my pelvis in half, been shot twice and stabbed once. That might tell ya something. What do you do? Nothing, no ambulance, Nada, zip, zilch, zero! Wait, she did fight with me till I decided to take myself to the hospital. Then she gets in my way and makes me hurt myself a lot worse. Fuck bitch why didn't you call an ambulance? I could have died! I'm sure you wish I did now but then you supposedly cared. A great way to show it. Nothing says I love you like watching your betrothed suffer after having a 4000 pound truck crush them into the ground. Yes thats an actual picture of the incident. I was under it laying on my right side right behind where the wheel is off at. I was so far under it that the frame crushed through my bicep compressing my chest the wrong way and ...

 I'm a 46 year old soon to be divorcee. I have a 16 year old son that lives with me and a 21 year old son who's doing this country a solid in the Army. Oh almost forgot my mom lives with me now too.  Not exactly sure what im doing making a blog. Seems that writing all my trials and tribulations makes me feel something other than hate. Sad face. So I might bounce around in the dates of when all this shit happened. Things just pop into my head and i gotta get em written down before i forget.   I've been battling with my hopefully soon to be Ex wife since September 2020. I already paid for all of the divorce proceedings.  So all she has to do is sign a piece of paper and send it back to my attorney. 🏴‍☠️ You wouldn't think that would be a problem since she would like me to "die a slow painful death!".  But alas she still has not sent in her paperwork. She sends random texts at random times asking why were still married. I cant fig...