I am still exactly where I was when I posted this months ago. Still scared. Still guilty. Still lost. Still in an incredibly unhappy marriage. He plays sport 3 nights a week and gets mad at me if I want to socialise with friends the nights he IS home. He gets jealous of my friends andeven my FAMILY. We have had sex once since July last year which lasted for maybe a minute and I got absolutely no pleasure from. We fight and sleep in separate rooms more often than not. I don’t know why the hell we are still here and I feel like a pathetic excuse for a lerson.

Anita – I never replied to your last post. When my parents separated I was 12. My dad used to cry all over me and tell me how much he was hurting which made me feel like his pain was mine to fix.

Rereading my original post from months ago makes me so sad because I know my life is being wasted for no good reason.