This person that I speak of is me and one time a month I am completely transformed into a girl I do not recognize. My poor, super hot hubby...I feel so bad for him. He tries to be nice, but that is not what I want. He tries to stay away but, I want him near to tell me I am lovely and sweet and skinny. He tries to do that, then I literally push him away. So, he retreats to the only peace he can find, tv, hiking, shed out back, underground bunker...the more psychotic I become, the more he retreats. The more he retreats, the more I weep...do you get what I am sayin? Poor man!!! Then as quickly as she comes in...she packs her bags and leaves. No warning, no sounds until next month.
2 days ago