Cory has been in a pissed off mood ever since he got home and I told him he had to help with chores. I’m so over his bad attitude. I don’t need it in my life. This past six years doesn’t even feel like real life. It feels like I had a bad day at my dead end job in Michigan, moved to Seattle on a whim, met a guy and got married. Oh yeah, I did do that. Hardly a day goes by that I don’t think about how my life would be had I stayed in Michigan.
Cory and I have had and continue to have really great experiences together, but I just don’t think we are right for each other. We fight too much and hardly have sex anymore.
His anger bothers me. I’m not afraid of him or anything like that, but I hate having that bad energy in my life.
I miss my family like crazy. I miss Michigan. My home.
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