I am going crazy
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| Mon, 01-03-2005 - 9:51am |
I wish you wouldn't call me all the time, because I can't get anything done. Nothing has changed since the last time you called 5 minutes ago, except I am becoming more angry that you don't trust me.
I wish you wouldn't call me several times at night when you are traveling, and then first thing in the morning at 5am to wake me up, when I don't have anywhere to be. You claim you are calling to say good morning and I love you, but I know you are checking to see that I am actually sleeping and home.
I wish you wouldn't constantly accuse me of cheating, it is making me want to cheat since you think I do anyway.
I wish you wouldn't waste water when you leave the shower running, get out, and come downstairs to see if I am on the phone with someone and then lie to me and say that you are looking for something.
I wish you wouldn't listen to my personal voicemails before I do, and then yell at me for who has called and what they have said.
I wish you wouldn't look up every single person that calls on the phone to get a background on them, and ask me 20 questions. If I want that much information about someone, I will find it myself.
I wish you wouldn't read all of my e-mail and ridicule my interests. I have changed my password but since you use hacking software to find my new password, you are able to read and print all of my e-mails, even though you tell me you don't. You tell me things about my e-mails from my family that you couldn't have known.
I wish you wouldn't constantly tell me to leave and go be with someone else, when I have no intention of going anyplace.
I wish you wouldn't wash my wool sweater in water, and then offer to buy me a new one and ask me where I got it, and since I can't remember you think "someone" gave it to me for a gift.
I wish you wouldn't review the history of the websites I have visited, and then ask me what I needed to go to each website for.
I wish you wouldn't sneak into the house "suddenly" as if you are going to catch me doing something....
I wish you wouldn't make up lies and reasons to be in the room with my when I talk on the phone, so you can hear every word. I wish you wouldnt assume that we are always talking about you since you are the last thing I want to talk about.
I wish you wouldn't get mad at me for 2 days when someone calls me to invite me to do something fun, you won't speak to me until I tell them never to call again. I wont so you just continue to harass me about it for MONTHS.
I wish you would look at me and see the person that I am.
I wish you would touch me like the first time you touched me.
I wish you would tell me you love me, when we are not making love.
I wish you would give up OWNERSHIP of our daughter, she is a person, not a thing you own.
I wish you would apologize for yelling at me about EVERYTHING since you are WRONG 90% of the time you are accusing me of something.
I wish you didn't hate everyone in my life to the point where I can no longer speak to them.
I wish you weren't so fake to everyone else so they would know the real you.
I wish you didnt think that EVERYTHING is about you, including when someone ELSE dies, you think it's about you.
I wish you didnt hate the pastor of our church....suddenly.
I wish you wouldn't check my odometer everyday, and then tell me that you don't. When I know you do.
I wish you would not destroy my personal belongings.
I wish you wouldn't insist that I wear thong underwear, and then get mad if I like them and wear them all the time, even when I am not with you.
I wish you wouldn't ask me why I need to take a shower, fix my hair and put on make up if I am just going shopping.
I wish you wouldn't go through my purse.
I wish you woulnd't ask me why I need birth control when I don't want to get pregnant, wish to take care of myself, and am having sex with you all the time.
I wish you wouldn't ask me what I am doing constantly all day and then if I don't have plans and decide to do something, you accuse me of cheating on you.
I wish you wouldn't call my work several times a day, and email me constantly to see if I am at my desk. You have ruined 2 of my jobs with your obsessive behavior. And ruined any possibility of any of my co-workers ever liking you. And then you blame me because I must have bad mouthed you.
You are driving me crazy, and I feel like I am dying a long, painful death. Like cancer, it is killing me softly. And I am growing to hate you more and more, becoming more and more angry with each passing day.
Edited 1/3/2005 10:06 am ET ET by imfinallyawake
