And now the whole floor of the assisted living place where Dad lives is under a 14-day quarantine! Three people tested positive for COVID and he’s texting me complaining. Why do I have to be so alone for two weeks… I feel like I’m in jail….my 87th birthday is next week and I can’t go to the party you’ve planned. Thanks to the assholes who refuse to get vaxxed. Once again your ‘my body my choice’ has fucked things up for others.

DH and I have been spending the summer near my Dad. Every year, just before we head home, he gets a little ‘clingy.’ His cardiologist told us a week ago that his tests revealed blockages in his heart, but wouldn’t do surgery. Today he tells me he can barely walk because his legs hurt so bad, and he’s decided that it’s because of the 80% occlusion in his femoral artery. The doc said NOTHING about percentages or the femoral artery! Five years ago he wouldn’t admit he had any medical issues. Now he’s taking his BP 8 times a day and checking his pulse ox at least 10.

I didn't reply and he texted again next day to ask if everything was okay. We are back to texting a bit, but I am using discernment now. I have backed from him a lot since I am prioritizing my healing.

He texted and asked how I was doing. I spent a good week making up stories in my mind. Perhaps he was just busy. Lesson learned to be careful that I don't read too much into other people’s words and behavior.

I have no expectations that I’ll hear from him again. And I’m okay with it. I was fine before I met him and will be fine after this.

And you've stayed with this loser for two years because....?

Went on a little getaway this past weekend with my boyfriend. We've been together almost 2 years. We even took Friday off. I didn't want to go. I wanted to pay down his credit and get stuff for our new place/apartment. We went and it was a terrible trip! He booked the wrong hotel. Got it figured out and got the hotel we originally wanted. His friend was supposed to call us but never did so bf ends up calling him to ask where some AA meetings are. Friend invites us over. We go to the store to bring something for them and guys wife since we were just meeting her for the first time. Our GPS's weren't working. He was having a man child tantrum about us having to go to the store. Went back to hotel and he falls asleep. Next day my sis and her bf come. We were going to walk a famous Bridge and go to the beach. Couldn't find parking for bridge, no big deal. We go to beach and my bf is being a back seat driver. I whispered to him that we could go straight and get to the beach. He yells out,

con't/ "Jesus Christ, I can't even talk anymore without having permission." My sis and her bf were uncomfortable. I'm always having to tell him to lower his voice, don't embarrass me, or make fun of me in front of people. We don't talk at the beach. Go get dinner and he starts "joking" about me. I whisper to him, "enough" and he keeps doing it. Sis and her bf go home, we go back to hotel room and he sleeps AGAIN even though I suggested we go out on the town earlier. Leave the next day and he asks if I had a good weekend. I say no, he asks why, I try to explain, but he starts listing all the stuff I do wrong to him. He doesn't know how to communicate. Wants to sweep everything under the rug and wonders why the same shit gets brought up again and again. We head to casino and he gets pissed again because I'm trying to tell him how I feel. He says we're not going to casino, breaks hard and turns around. I say nothing more then he heads to casino after all. Then he asks me if I'm

can't part 3. Then he asks if I'm in the mood for sex last night. HAHAHAHA! NO! I've tried dealing with his anger issues, control issues, his bad manners, and shit talking mouth. I'm sick of him. I told him I'm not his mother! And people ask him all the time how he got me. He has great qualities, but I told him we're not compatible. I'm the 1st lady he's ever been with who is clean and sober, works, cooks and cleans. He's 55 years old and spent about 16 to 17 years in and out of jail or prison since he was 24. He got sober in 2016. I'm waiting until my house with my ex sells in October and I'm outta here. I've never lived alone. I married at 19 and was with ex til I was 48. I can't do this with bf anymore as much as we love each other. I've reached out to couples counselors to no avail. Bf said he'd go. Men just really suck! Oh, and my sis got engaged the night before they came to see us. Poor things. I felt so bad they had to see bf acting the way he did.

They live in very small house. I can see every1 by sitting at one place there. I often wakes up and sit for somewhile in bed and can clearly see her working in the kitchen and handling the daily chores. Unintentionally I have seen her cleavage many times. Though she is wearing full suit but it is obvious if you are working in kitchen where she has to stretch and pull or grab the things the casual clothes will fall a bit. But those curvy body gives me goosebumps and slowly my weak mind telling to see it more. Each glimp gives me the best view angle and posture of her to trigger my imaginations. Yesterday I couldn't resist and masturbated thinking about her. The temptations is so high that I fear of myself that I don't cross any lines. Each time i close my eyes I start imagining her full curves of her body, in detail. Even I feel erected while confessing this. I am scared and don't wanna fall in that again. But I terribly needed a sex but didn't get a chance with my wife these days.(2/2)