I hope your happy. I feel like you already made up your mind.
I want to say I’ll be here forever but I won’t. I want to say I will stand by you forever, but I can’t. Its killing me watching you not be happy. I love you more then words will ever describe. I know I wasn’t the husband you needed or deserve. I know I’m not the father you thought I would be. I’m not the father I should have been. I’m not the person I thought I was. I’m feeling myself slip deeper and deeper into depression and I can’t dig myself out. I can’t bring myself to ask for help. The only thing I want in life is for you to be happy and I know your not happy with me. As much as it kills me to say, you will always be a better off without me in any situation. I just bring you down. I love you and I’m sorry. I hope you don’t blame yourself. It isn’t your fault. It’s mine….
No, friendship is NOT about “supporting your friends even when you know they’re wrong.”
That’s not friendship. That’s being an enabler. That’s being an accomplice.
Friendship is loving someone enough to tell them to stop being a goddamn idiot before they ruin their lives.
How long do I sit here and wait before I walk away? I’m sorry I fucked up. I’m sorry I’m a horrible husband. I would literally give up everything in my life to see you happy. And knowing that I may just have to watch you walk away kills me. I can’t sit here and tell you I will wait forever because seeing you knowing you don’t love me kills me more and more every day. I keep getting these little glimmers of hope just to have them ripped from underneath me and then get my head stomped in repeatedly. I get it. I’m done asking questions. I’m done telling you I love you. I’m done watching you drift away more and more. I can’t do it.
I rarely criticize my wife, but when I do, it’s spoken directly to her, in private, and with love.
I don’t speak negatively about my wife to other people. Not because she’s perfect (which is an impossible and unfair standard) but because she deserves a husband she can trust. To say anything about my wife that I wouldn’t say to her face, would be a betrayal of that trust.
I never want her to spend a single moment worrying about the way I talk about her when she’s not around.
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