He might claim he doesn't have money but then next thing he's buying something I consider extravagant.
Am writing this in tears because I have just realized that I do not know the man I married.
If anything happens to him God forbid that to happen, and am questioned as his wife, I will be laughed at as being dumb because am sure most of the answers I will give will be "I don't know".
I have tried to work with what am told but every time, am disappointed to find out he's buying stuff or he's about to buy stuff we practically don't need presently!
I am not materialistic, never have been, I don't ask him for money.
They were these beautiful, wish-granting beauties and I was the nagging old hag who wanted to talk about the bank account and his “browsing history.” How could I win this battle?
I didn’t want to be labeled “controlling” so I enabled him over and over again in order to satisfy my need to feel loved and wanted.
I swallowed them hook, line, and sinker because the idol of my heart was my husband and not God.
I required my husband’s approval and looked to him as my compass and guide because of insecurities that I was unwilling to discuss with Christ. I even went so far as to buy roller hockey gear and drive with him out to a dark, damp roller rink an hour away at 11 p.m.
To not want to have “his kind” of sex means I’m frigid.
The women in pornography have seen it all and done it all. I felt that I needed to fulfill or at least try anything he asked of me in order for him not to use porn.
Even when my sister in law suggested that I start asking him for a monthly allowance.Tags: Adult Dating, affair dating, sex dating