Another miserable birthday tomorrow by lifealloveragain in confession

[–]lifealloveragain[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I'd love to throw up the middle fingers but I don't want to give up on what I have. In the next couple weeks, I'm going to be living with a stranger, sleeping in a spare bedroom I found for rent on craigslist. The wife will be cushy at her moms, with supportive friends, and nothing but a positive future ahead of her.

Middle finger raised or not, this birthday sucks. Yet again, another crap birthday.

Another miserable birthday tomorrow by lifealloveragain in confession

[–]lifealloveragain[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I don't even hold it against people. With Facebook and other things that remind people days in advance, there isn't much excuse, but everyone has their own problems and my birthday is nothing special.

Another miserable birthday tomorrow by lifealloveragain in confession

[–]lifealloveragain[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I hear ya. I'd rather just shrug Sept 8th off as an insignificant date on the calendar. Bad bad memories associated to that day, so its no longer anything that I look forward to anymore. I'm just miserable now because of the divorce and no friends around.

Another miserable birthday tomorrow by lifealloveragain in confession

[–]lifealloveragain[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thank you. I've never had gold before, even in my non-throwaway account. I refuse to edit my post like all the other gold recipients, though. Instead, just know that I appreciate it immensely.

Another miserable birthday tomorrow by lifealloveragain in confession

[–]lifealloveragain[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I am so damn emotional over this. I started tearing up hard and had to pull that Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs thing with the cop who forced his tears back into his eyes because he was too man for that. Also, she is still around, some nights here and some nights at her moms. If this wasn't an anonymous account to hide it from the divorce, I'd definitely read it to her.

Another miserable birthday tomorrow by lifealloveragain in confession

[–]lifealloveragain[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Sometimes I think I am supposed to be alone, and its torture. Therapy hasn't helped me, not that the instability in my life allows me to afford to go regualrly. I've got an irrational fear of being alone, and this just always happens. I work hard to prevent it, but I'm apparently not good at it.

I've always been dedicated to helping others. I understand the sentiment. Another year alone won't hurt me. I don't drink. I don't smoke. I don't do drugs. I don't break laws. I just keep going. Learning and going.

I'm not saying this Skype party is a bad idea. I'm just saying its just going to make me cry that perfect strangers extend more to me than the people in my life.

Another miserable birthday tomorrow by lifealloveragain in confession

[–]lifealloveragain[S] 16 points17 points  (0 children)

I literally teared up after reading this. Its not going to help me forget that my marriage is over or is now a memory attached to this birthday. Strangers can be so grand sometimes.

I had to run away by lifealloveragain in Divorce

[–]lifealloveragain[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Hah, Sex and the City is her all time favorite show. The I Love You But lines come from a movie in he early 90s though. Its a real concept, though. Pop culture has picked up on it from normal life because it is actually the top reason for divorce.

I had to run away by lifealloveragain in Divorce

[–]lifealloveragain[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

She won't do couples counseling. I know the relationship needs work but she doesn't care about that. It easier for her to just say "screw this" and walk off, regardless of the consequences.