I'm trying to make it clear that getting half of you just ain't enough in Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of HAPPINESS
- Jan. 26, 2022, 9:34 a.m.
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I’m not going to wait until you’re done
Pretending you don’t need anyone
I’m standing here naked
(Song Lyrics from James Arthur-Naked)
So I’ve been trying EVERYTHING to feel more connected to my boyfriend. The missing leg isn’t an issue. I understand that he’s been through something traumatic and may need some time, but can I at least get some acknowledgement. I even went out and bought a new lingerie set yesterday…I came to bed wearing it and…crickets. I feel SO completely disconnected. Even though I was an overworked and stressed out mama before, I at least had my adult time. Now it’s like…I have to beg him to even look at me. I’ve assured him over and over again that I don’t give two shits about his leg. I mean, he’s been in a wheelchair the entire time I’ve known him and I’ve seen him and helped him through some of his most vulnerable moments…so for the life of me I cannot figure out why he doesn’t seem interested. I’m usually the one swatting him away for wanting to be on me 24/7. This is frustrating. I would even be okay if there wasn’t anything sexual going on, but I was still being validated and tended to.
He literally just sent me a text from the bedroom asking if I can make him a coffee. It’s 10AM! I’ve been up since 6:30AM.
It’s so frustrating because I WANT SOME ATTENTION! We’re all adults here and I’m going to say this. I’m horny. I’m sexually frustrated and I’m dealing with a lot, so a little attention will go a long way. And since he’s home (and since my mom is here), I’m not one to pull out my vibrator because I have NO privacy. What is a girl to do?
Anyway, it’s soul sucking feeling so unappreciated. I DO SO MUCH. I’m kind of ready to go back to work. Just to say that I went somewhere and spoke to some people outside of the house about non-medical things. I’m tired of talking about hospitals and medicines and amputations and Covid…but I can’t seem to get away from any of it.
I’m currently trying to find a massage parlor because I am DUE for one.
I’m tired of taking care of everyone’s needs.
Who’s going to take care of me? Oh wait, that’s ALSO my job.
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