Posted by: anonymous
2021-04-04 21:19:29
ID: 66823
I have anxious attachment style. I feel depressed and sad almost all the time. The voices in my head tell me I'm fat, not good enough etc. I've been this way since I was little. I hope my Psychiatrist can help me. It really is effecting my relationship with my boyfriend who is so good to me. Have any of you ever felt this way? What helped you?
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Posted by: anonymous
2021-04-04 21:17:31
ID: 66839
In response to a confession. This reminds me of my friend and her husband. He told her that no man wants a gray wife, even though he's walking around with his own gray hair, paunchy belly, and wrinkled face. This woman is so insecure already. She's had a tummy tuck, breast implants, a butt lift, and multiple other procedures, while he's out there looking like a chubby old man. I wish she'd leave him.
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Posted by: anonymous
2021-04-04 21:13:48
ID: 66883
My love language is acts of service. Ironic. Because DH doesn't do jack didley shit around the house.
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Posted by: anonymous
2021-04-04 21:12:29
ID: 66904
Been with my boyfriend a year and a half. Just found out today the landlord is selling our home. :( We're going to try to buy a home, but in the mean time, can you say a prayer that we find something if we can't buy a home? Thank you.
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Posted by: anonymous
2021-03-30 19:45:20
ID: 66884
I’ve been with DH for a very long time. Never has he ever done anything (painting, plumbing, carpentry, putting in vanities, doors, building decks, porches, wheelchair ramps....) without having to send me to a hardware store. Three days ago he asked his friend to help build a new porch. I made it a point to ask if he had everything he needed, and as usual, he looks at me like I’ve got two heads. Well, today I made an ass of myself. They ran out of deck screws and he asked me to go get more. Never mind I was in the middle of my own project! I went, but by the time I got back I was livid! I gave him the screws and said this was the last time. I admit I kind of went overboard, especially with his friend here, but enough is enough! They just left to go get more lumber, but I have a feeling there may be a beer stop, too.
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Posted by: anonymous
2021-03-29 13:36:51
ID: 66876
In response to a confession. Yes, the "I feel attacked" was a joke. But FTR I'm allowed to not like my fat roll. ;P
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Posted by: anonymous
2021-03-29 04:38:58
ID: 66871
My husband wanted us to take the Love Languages test at the suggestion of his best friend - who he apparently complains to about our relationship. I worked hard on his top two (quality time and physical touch), but kind of gave up when he made NO effort on mine (words of affirmation and acts of service). He still thinks that "giving gifts" is what I want. He knows I had an abusive childhood where my mother bought me expensive gifts after a beating, out of guilt - so gifts mean nothing to me. Telling me you appreciate me and helping me with things around the house when I get overwhelmed - instead of sulking when something's not done - is what I need. Yet he'll complain that I'm not catering to HIS love languages. This marriage sucks!
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Posted by: anonymous
2021-03-28 22:53:55
ID: 66870
In response to a confession. It's called "The 5 Love Languages" by Gary Chapman. It's on Amazon and there's a website where you can take the quiz to find yours.
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Posted by: anonymous
2021-03-28 20:38:08
ID: 66866
In response to a confession. 99% of all people have a fat roll when they sit down. Even skinny and young ones. Who cares? I hope you are kidding about feeling attacked. It sounds like your dh was joking aroung anyway.
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Posted by: anonymous
2021-03-28 18:41:36
ID: 66862
In response to a confession. What’s the name of this book?
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