So when do you officially become a mother fucking cock-sucking bitch in a divorce? Is it when you say, I’m done and I don't feel the same way anymore? Is it when you tell the other person you want to start living separate lives, or is it when you actually START living separate lives and start dating or fucking someone else? Maybe it happens when you leave the house to rendezvous with…you won’t tell, because you’re a mother fucking cock-sucking bitch. For me, I realized it officially when I told the "loving and good man" that I am divorcing (which of course is MY fault and I wanted it) to get the fuck out of the house we dreamed about (not really, it’s a fuckin tri-level, HATE tri-levels), searched for (I’m the one who really searched for it and did ALL the leg work), bought (yes, he makes more money than me), worked and sweat to make it beautiful (I took down the three goddamn layers of border with paint in between each fucking layer, cleaned, primed the walls with a chemical that probably killed many of my brain cells that would be in high demand later in my divorced-ass life, painted both the walls and the mother fucking ceiling, and fixed…fixed…fixed). I am officially a mother fucking cock-sucking bitch.I have been told by this "loving and good man" that I am a “bully.” A fucking 110lb bully! I bullied him, because I told him that one of us needs to move out. I told him that I would be willing to do it, if he didn't want to. Really, no matter what I do, I’m a MFC-SB (mother fucking cock-sucking bitch). So, it takes me back to my official question…when do you officially become a MFC-SB? The answer is…the fucking moment you know deep inside that this marriage you agreed to (and wanted with all your heart) is not going in a “healthy” direction, that you have changed and can feel yourself not there. Now… that’s not the MFC-SB moment. No, that is just being human and reacting to your surroundings. It comes when you have those feelings and you don’t, again, YOU DON’T say anything. Whether it’s denial, fear, cowardess, or naivety, you DON'T SAY A WORD. You make the choice to not communicate and THAT, THAT FAILURE TO COMMUNICATE, is when you are officially a MFC-SB. You might not realize it until a bit later, or much later when you are asking the "loving and good man" to get the fuck out of the home you have built together and assumed would grow older in (not too old…it’s a tri-level).
So, I became a mother fucking cock-sucking bitch many years ago and I didn’t even know it. I’m sorry to the "loving and good man." I’m sorry I’m a MFC-SB. I never meant to become one and I am trying not to stay one. I just want to be happy, so I can help healthy, smart, loving boys become beautiful, caring, intelligent, strong men…and yes, I just want to be happy too. The mother fucking cock-sucking bitch that I am.
Song Suggestion for the day: Led Zeppelin's "Communication Breakdown" from Led Zeppelin.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYulN4Xqytc&feature=related
~G
