I am ready to quit! I have 4 children and I am married. My husband and I are not in the best of shape as far as this relationship is concerned. We have been married for almost 10 yrs and frankly I am starting to get a little fed up with him. It seems as though this marriage has been all about him. Every decision every move all about him and then when things go wrong financially like they are now, he blames it on me not havig a job! I had a nice paying job before he got his second promotion and we moved. we were doing fine when he got the first promotion and then 3 months later he got another one, (without even considering my feels or thoughts as usual.) He makes a decision to move us again. I did not say anything I just made the most of it and now here we are again struggling financially. I do not want to move back home and live with my father in law like we were before all the moving took place and besides his family just don't like me because I won't let them run my household. So now we are back to the here and now and that is my marriage. I am tired of this emotional roller coaster that Iam being put on with him and when I try to talk to him about it he turns it around like Idone something wrong and says, "then leave that is what you want to do anyway." and I never said anything about leaving. He blames me for not getting along with his family and he always looks over what they do to me. I tell him that I prefer not to be around them too long because they do and say little sneaky things that he never sees. We are financially exhausted and this move has proved to be an utter flop! but I don't say anything because he frustrates me and with the possibility of any argument I might just pack up and go. I am at my wits end and I can't even cry anymore. My life is just not like I expected and I am stuck and can't fix it. I struggle to get out of bed every morning and if it were not for my kids I probably would have left him a long time ago....I love him but I can't handle all this pressure.....I am so bogged down with responsibility and trying to stay above water that I feel so isolated. No one understands me so I don't tell anyone how I feel I just stay to myself and try to find a focus....It is so hard sometimes I don't want to wake up from sleeping with my eyes wide open because I am afraid that change will come in an instant and I might miss it......I am so tired I want my life back before all of this.....Iwant everything to be back to normal for me.....I want to pick up my dreams and goals where I left them and begin again........I want so much ......I want ....I want.......but nobody cares.

I am ready to quit! I have 4 children and I am married. My husband and I are not in the best of shape as far as this relationship is concerned. We have been married for almost 10 yrs and frankly I am starting to get a little fed up with him. It seems as though this marriage has been all about him. Every decision every move all about him and then when things go wrong financially like they are now, he blames it on me not havig a job! I had a nice paying job before he got his second promotion and we moved. we were doing fine when he got the first promotion and then 3 months later he got another one, (without even considering my feels or thoughts as usual.) He makes a decision to move us again. I did not say anything I just made the most of it and now here we are again struggling financially. I do not want to move back home and live with my father in law like we were before all the moving took place and besides his family just don't like me because I won't let them run my household. So now we are back to the here and now and that is my marriage. I am tired of this emotional roller coaster that Iam being put on with him and when I try to talk to him about it he turns it around like Idone something wrong and says, "then leave that is what you want to do anyway." and I never said anything about leaving. He blames me for not getting along with his family and he always looks over what they do to me. I tell him that I prefer not to be around them too long because they do and say little sneaky things that he never sees. We are financially exhausted and this move has proved to be an utter flop! but I don't say anything because he frustrates me and with the possibility of any argument I might just pack up and go. I am at my wits end and I can't even cry anymore. My life is just not like I expected and I am stuck and can't fix it. I struggle to get out of bed every morning and if it were not for my kids I probably would have left him a long time ago....I love him but I can't handle all this pressure.....I am so bogged down with responsibility and trying to stay above water that I feel so isolated. No one understands me so I don't tell anyone how I feel I just stay to myself and try to find a focus....It is so hard sometimes I don't want to wake up from sleeping with my eyes wide open because I am afraid that change will come in an instant and I might miss it......I am so tired I want my life back before all of this.....Iwant everything to be back to normal for me.....I want to pick up my dreams and goals where I left them and begin again........I want so much ......I want ....I want.......but nobody cares.
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I've Been Keeping a Secret For 44 Years I’ve been keeping for 44 years. Lately it’s been bothering me and this is my first step in letting this secret be known. I’m a 49 year old male and I’ve never told another living soul what I’m about to write. Today I also plan to tell my wife. When I was five years old (1966), I was in the hospital for a hernia operation. That first night in the hospital room I was given an injection which made me very weak and almost paralyzed. Later a man entered the room and raped me. This rape was violent enough that he ripped my a*** and bloodied my nose when he forced my face into the bed. The memories of this are still crystal clear in my mind. After he raped me, he held me forcefully by the back of my neck and put his lips to my ear and told me that if I ever told anyone he would have to kill my mother and father. Then he asked me if I wanted them to die, of course I didn’t. He left me and sometime later, I regained enough strength to crawl far enough up on the bed to press a button to call a nurse. When the nurse didn’t come I kept pressing and pressing it until she did. When she eventually came into the room, from her reaction I could tell she was shocked by what she saw. She left and brought other nurses. My hands and pillow were covered in blood. One nurse kept asking ā€œwho did this to you?, who did this to you?ā€, but of course I didn’t know, I never even saw his face. They washed me and changed the sheets on the bed. They spent a lot of time washing me and examining my backside. Nothing was ever said to my parents. While I honestly didn’t understand what had happened to me at the time, I knew it was something bad, I followed the instructions of the rapist and I never told my parents. I think back and wonder why the nurses, as adults, didn’t tell my parents. Did they fear losing their jobs? Did they fear a lawsuit? I suppose I’ll never know. The surgery the next morning went as scheduled. The pain of the torn a*** was far greater than that of the hernia operation and I couldn’t sit without a lot of pain for weeks afterward but I still never said a word. When I was well enough to play outdoors I can remember the physical pain as a result of the rape lasted far longer than that of the operation. As I got older I fully understood what happened to me that night. I still never told anyone because I was too embarrassed. No young male wants to tell people the time he was anally raped. Then when I became an adult I still never told anyone, I just never had a reason to talk about it and I suppose I didn't want to burden others with my misfortune. Sometimes, I still have nightmares of being held by the back of the neck by the rapist and I hear him telling me he would have to kill my parents if I tell anyone. Here it is 44 years later and I’m still reliving that night. Today, I took the afternoon off from work because it was a beautiful day and as I drove home from work, I found myself thinking about that night with tears streaming down my cheeks. I suddenly realized that 44 years later I’ve still been following the instructions of the rapist. Well it's time to stop, seconds from now when I press the confess button and post this story, I’m not following his instructions anymore.

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