I am frustrated that my husband is not working. He lost his job eighteen months ago, hasn't really looked for another one, and then developed a back problem that has allowed him to abuse prescription pain killers. Sometimes I think the back pain is an excuse for the pain pills. I am very unsympathetic. I hide my anger pretty well. I do love him, but I don't trust him. I know he is snorting pain pills (crushed), and hiding from life.
We haven't had sex in the past 6 months or so.
Sometimes I get so mad, I want to leave. I have been having sex dreams of men, women, and always with me- at my strongest, slimmest, most bad ass future self.