Willow ,'Conversations with Dead People'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Gud, surviving takes effort, and you're spending it. There's courage enough in that.
I don't really care how right she may or may not be. I want the sweet and thoughtful Gud that I've come to know to not beat himself up. The world is hitting you hard enough as is. Don't join the pile on. If nothing else, get through and don't hate yourself. We like you, and we like you to like you.
Oh, I don't hate myself. I just wish I was doing better at this.
I just wish I was doing better at this.
Some shit is just difficult, and can't be done better at. Not hating yourself-check. Now, stop beating yourself up.
What ita said, Gud, especially the stop beating yourself up part.
And the we like you part.
And the surviving taking courage part.
And the rest.
I am sorry this is so difficult, Gud my understanding is that things often get worse before they get better. For you I am hoping that these last couple of months will be the worst that there is before things get better ( whatever better means in this case)
Dinner is crap. I think it's just about time for me to give up for the day and go to bed.
Gud, it does not sound like she is doing your part. If fixing the problems is 100% your responsibilty then it is hopeless. Fixing a relationship takes work and compromise by both parties. This is not a question of whether she is awful or not. This is a question of whether she will do what is needed to make things work.
If fixing the problems is 100% your responsibilty then it is hopeless.
I think this is part of the problem right now. It's hard to....well, it's just hard.
Dinner is crap. I think it's just about time for me to give up for the day and go to bed.
Aw, don't let a subpar dinner get you down. I make uninspiring dinners all the time. Last night's grilled chicken, grilled corn cobs, and rice (not grilled) came off really well, but for every one of those there is a clunker. It's no big deal.
Bobby got a Free Kid's Meal certificate from Roadhouse (or as we call it Roadkill) Grill as a reward for grades at school. So the kids and I are going there tonight. I'd say it was nice of the place to give out certificates to the schools, but I'm sure they do ok with the adult meals they sell with the free kid's meal.
Also, 2 for 1 wine. I'm outta here...