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Perfect marriage

I am married to the perfect man. Perfect family. Perfect relationship. Perfect life. I’m serious there is only one problem… I don’t want to be married. The problem is I am so deep into the family that I feel I can’t get out. I am 22. He has done nothing wrong. We have a beautiful step son. He’s so dedicated I just feel like I am being trapped. I am 22 years old and on my second marriage and I don’t have a good reason to end the second one.

I just want her to love me.

My older sister has anger problems that make it impossible to have a close, trusting relationship. She goes crazy, like a feral animal, screaming and clawing, and screeching hateful bitter words at anyone who even seems to be opposing her. The entire family lives in fear of setting her off. She might seem ashamed of herself later, but she never tries to make it right or ask for forgiveness. She’s graduated college and has finally moved out of the house, but it’s still a problem whenever she’s with family.

We’re eighteen months apart; we grew up together, even more than usual since we were homeschooled and lived in an isolated rural area. It’s indescribably painful to be so intimately tied to someone that has hurt me deeply and repeatedly.

I love her, but I can’t forgive her. I’ve ended up pretty screwed up, too, and I know I’ll never feel adequate as a human being, because my big sister hates me. My helplessness eats at me. I’m too small to fix this. I want her to, but I know she can’t either. I’m tired, and frustrated, and angry, and hurt, and lonely. I wish I could just let it go, but I can’t. It’s slowly killing me.

Dear daddy,

I am sorry if I have treated you in a way you do not like, but I cannot appreciate someone who calls me a “fu**ing b**ch” or never showed that you cared. Remember when I was five years old and I made you a keychain? Even if you did not like it, it doesn’t mean you get to throw it on the ground and say you don’t like it because it was not “well-made” in front of me. At least wait until I go to my mother’s house and then throw it out. When I chose to get my mother’s dad’s name tattooed on my ribs, I did it because I love him, and he cared about me, then life just took him from me, and you almost didn’t sign the paper saying I could get it because it was not your name. I do not doubt that (very) deep down, you love me, but I think you love your wife and her kids better.

My BIGGEST Fear

My biggest fear is my children wont look up to me as I have looked up to you dad.

When you were my age you have done so much. I have yet to do half the things you have done.

Not Good Enough

No matter how hard I try to be a better husband, father, provider, etc. it’s never enough. I’m thinking I should quit trying because at least I’ll have my happiness to balance out her complaints.

I really really love her still despite years of having to beg for sex and put up with not doing enough.

I’m tired of babies mammas…

That use the child as ransom. I pay my child support and keep in contact with my daughter at least twice a week on the phone (since she lives 1800 miles away from me). So why when I show up in town ( a trip that was booked 6 months ago) do you keep me from seeing my daughter? People say go to the courts…but every time I have gone to court, they say “There is nothing they can do”. Whats the point in fighting and paying all these attorney costs, if the courts won’t even follow up on their rulings? Courts are ways to make money, and definitely side on the mothers 99.9% of the time. :(

Sick and tired of people avoiding their responsibilities

I am so tired of my family being so selfish. They think that all I should do is take care of them and their children amd I am getting very sick of it. I feel like a prisoner in my own home. I can not go anywhere because I am watching children. I can’t go shopping, visit friends (that is if I had any friends) or even go to a ****ing doctors appointment. If I do go anywhere I have to drag kids along with me. Something has got to give and I will not let it be me. I deserve a life to. My family needs to step up and take care of their own responsibliities. I am going to start sticking up for my rights as a person. I told my son that he needs to put his child in daycamp because I am not watching her throughout the summer. I work to and can barely keep up with it. I have a headache all the time anymore because of the stress and pressure I am under. I almost called the doctor to see if he would put me in the hospital for exhausation because I am so sick of the pressure my family puts me under. They are selfish and uncaring and I think I need to become the same way and see how they like it.

I wish I could die…

I hate being here. I am so miserable and just going through the motions. My three kids are horrible creatures and could care less how much they hurt me by disappointing me with unruliness. I have done everything under the sun for them to be good citizen kids but it seems that it is what it is and I should never have done this. I hope God can forgive me for hating my life as a parent so much!

my husband beat me

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i want to forgive my husband and forget everything but i can’t. he beat me so many times and im scared of him. he is not ready to discuss our problems, he run away when i start talking to him about what i don’t like. That’s why sometimes i start fighting with him and he beat me! We have son 1.5 year old. I don’t want him to see this and become like father. I can’t tell him anything if he is wrong or if i don’t like something because im scared of his reaction.. Before marriage i used to say that if my husband will beat me i will leave him. But it is very easy to brake a family. I want to save our family and be happy! How to prevent fights? And how to forgive!!!!!

Sick of being taken advantage of by my family.

I am a stay at home housewife, mom and grandmother; I however do work online as well as go to school. I bring home almost as much as my husband. I have to watch my grandchildren while my son works, do the housework, try to get through school, and work online every day. I am tired!! The grandchildren always want attention as does my older children. I work all day up taking care of everyone’s needs but mine and work up until bedtime trying to stay caught up with my homework and work. Then on the weekend I am expected to take care of my grandchildren, again. Everything is about my husband and children; I am getting lost amongst their needs and wants. I have expressed my sadness, frustration, anger etc. with my family but nothing changes. I really don’t think they care or love me very much, I mean if they did they would care that I am sad and frustrated about the way things are. I am on the verge of running away. I can understand why some people run away from their families and change their identity. But I won’t run because I really don’t want to cut all ties with my husband, my children or grandchildren. I just want them to understand that I am a person who has needs, wants and dreams and that what I want and who I am is important too. I have raised my children, now I want a life of my own with my husband, is that so selfish??

I don’t like being a parent.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my daughter. I love my wife. I think they’re both great and make my life better.

But I don’t like parenting. I don’t care for it, I don’t want to be part of it. If I had the money I would probably leave her, pay the child support, and be content.

As it is, I hope that I can one day make enough money to have a full-time Nanny in, so that I don’t have to be involved with the obligations of parenting, and just enjoy the benefits.

Being a parent has just left me frustrated and unhappy. I don’t regret my daughter, but I do regret agreeing to become a parent.

I should have trusted my own judgement years ago and stuck with remaining child-free. I was happier, and frankly, I was a better person for it, then. Better for myself, the people I love, and the world around me.

Now I’m just… angry, frustrated, annoyed, bothered, all the time. I love my daughter, but I don’t want to be bothered by her.

I don’t think I’m going to be a very good dad. -.-

I wouldn’t wish twins on my worst enemy.

I’m too tired to write all the specifics, but twins are not twice as hard, they are 5x as hard, at least. Anyone who has them understands. I hate it. All those with just one child or one at a time: please appreciate it. I never get a break, not on my best day. It’s fun and cute out in public when people see the double stroller and two kids dressed alike. The rest is pure torture. I feel guilty because I am so lucky to have these two gorgeous healthy children that I love and adore. But society has GOT to stop thinking of multiples as ‘cute’ and ‘double blessings’, etc. It is not fun. You are never able to give either child 100%. It’s dangerous — there are times when one kid is crawling across the room and the other is climbing up the some piece of furniture that you thought was childproofed. It is a constant state of pins-and-needles. Mine wake each other up and synching their naps has been a struggle since they were born so the “sleep when your baby sleeps” is absolutely impossible. The exhaustion is blinding. I have started to correct people when they say “I hope I have twins”. I try not to be Debbie Downer about it, but I won’t perpetuate the myth that twins are fun. I hope to save someone else the torture.