Pain comes in so many flavours

NoozeHound bids you welcome from what once was his castle.

EMNH has gone out with her adulteress friends to one of my locals.

I am sans medication - have been all day for NoozeHoundette visit.

I don't want to feel the things I am feeling. I am sitting for EMNH, looking after our daughter - incluidng cooking tea for her. I read several bed time stories.

The mask now slips. I have nothing to occupy me.  Like a diseased animal I pick at the sores. Lifting the scabs of the afffair. The humililation. The Lies. How beautiful she looked tonight. How hurtfully she treated me. With such a dispassionate air.

She has terminated her relaitonship with me and is sleeping with a married man who will not commit to her. She treats me like domestic help and an unnecessary financial evil.

She calls me childish for my daytime flit. How else could I have left? She told one frined she had told me all about it, that our relationship was over and I would move into the spare rooom and share the bills. The only offer of a room I got was when I complained of back-pain and that I could see no point in maintainng a household on which I only get a sofa.

I asked her repeatedly, "Do you Love me?" On the last occasion, she told me, "You know I never use that word."

But she did. Post-coitally she would cling, spent to me and whisper it over and over.

She not only no longer loved me, she no longer considered we had a relationship and had consequently gone and started another with a man with a sports car at work.

And I sit and wait for her return. Punished for turning up late becuase doing her washing took longer than I had planned.

Oh! How I long for my medication.  Unlike Robbie, right now, I don't wanna feel.

Publish and be damned - they should be home soon, allowing for the retributional threat.

Heart-break I know your name, it is written on your birthday card.

Welcome to the disappoinment.