Ugh. I can't believe I am doing this but there is no other place which will appreciate my rage at the moment.
A couple days ago the little butterball, my sweet, fat little husband, told me something that was akin to him experiencing sexual harassment at the hands of one of my acquaintance. I affected calm, as he needed that, but I was so livid I can't describe it. I even had to take care of it on my day of rest which only added to my rage. I was so sad for the little butterball, who's only gotten weaker and more awkward as he's gotten fatter. The idea of someone encroaching on what is mine - not to mention filling him with fear and mortification - sends me through the roof.
I took care of it but boy am I ticked, to say the least!
A couple days ago the little butterball, my sweet, fat little husband, told me something that was akin to him experiencing sexual harassment at the hands of one of my acquaintance. I affected calm, as he needed that, but I was so livid I can't describe it. I even had to take care of it on my day of rest which only added to my rage. I was so sad for the little butterball, who's only gotten weaker and more awkward as he's gotten fatter. The idea of someone encroaching on what is mine - not to mention filling him with fear and mortification - sends me through the roof.
I took care of it but boy am I ticked, to say the least!
6 years