I ended up letting Bri leave after she got done with her clients. I ended up leaving work about 7pm that night, I was so exhausted.
Once I made it home I showered and got in bed to watch Netflix, I had to catch up on this bomb series on there. My husband came in the crib drunk as always, trying to have sex with me but I wasn't feeling it. It seems like the only time he touched me was when he was drunk. I was so unhappy in my marriage and no one knew it because I played the goody two shoes roll to everyone. I couldn't blame anyone but myself. It's like we had fell apart but I hated the fact of starting over so I settled.
I didn't need him but my thoughts of what everyone would think mesmerized me to thinking I was better off staying. At work they think my marriage is the best ever. If only they knew what was really going on behind the closed doors to my home.
So you gone act stupid? Tru yelled, Tru was my husbands nickname.
I'm not acting stupid I just want you to appreciate me instead of coming home on your time and just jumping on me whenever without any kind of kissing or anything!
Well just get a divorce Ivy Damn! He yelled
