The alcohol has been winning today. I’ve tried so hard not to get angry but the more I kept quiet, the angrier inside I got. Last night, Sofa Guy decided to stay the night and put all of our earlier arguments behind us. He phoned his parents to tell them he wouldn’t be back and we ordered in an indian and some wine. Well, technically we didn’t order in wine. As per usual it was me who had to walk to tesco.
I ended up drinking half a bottle of white and Sofa Guy polished off 2 and a half bottles. He ended up falling asleep on my bed so I settled down myself. Just as I was dozing off, he woke up. I told him to come closer for a snuggle. He came right over my side of the bed and gave me a very long, passionate kiss complete with tongues. I was so turned on. I wanted more. I asked him if he wanted me and he replied with definitely before he pulled off my panties and put his hand towards my anticipating pussy. I started to moan pleasurably before he even touched me. He said ’shuush, they will hear us!’. I replied with ‘There’s no-one here apart from us’. Safe to say, he turned over and fell straight asleep. NO SEX yet again.
Today has been just as frustrating. My internet connection has been very tempermental. Sofa Guy has been spread betting again while I w nt to PC World to buy a new router. We ended up down 200 pounds (I ended up) in total for today. I’ve only paid off 80 of it so far so expensive day!
Losing the betting put Sofa Guy in a terrible mood, so the promise of staying in with me tonight quickly went out of the window. We had a number of arguments including one about my lack of eating. I ended up getting very angry, threw a metal measuring tape down the stairs with force and bre the bannister. I immediately slammed the front door and was waing to tesco. I came back with among other things, a bottle of vodka.
We’ve both come to Sofa Guy’s parents as they are away until Sunday. Sofa Guy is going into town leaving me with no internet or my mod cons.
I know he is going to end up chatting up women and as much as the book says to chant ‘He is sick, he doesn’t mean it. It’s not him’, it really isn’t cutting it!!!
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It sounds like things are going around in circles leaving you mentally and phtsically frustrated
You have the patience of a saint, but does sound like you have a huge fight on your hands, even if you are figting the alcohol, why isn’t he paying you more attention when sober, has he made any moves towards helping himself ?
Also sounds like money is going like water as well which isn’t going to help once you have sold and looking for new place
Oh he isn’t paying me any attention apart from gorgeous little kisses on my forehead, lips and stroking my arm on occasion.
I know sex isn’t everything, but I really want someone to be passionate with me. That’s why I left the last boyfriend! As for money, yeah it’s disappearing rapidly
I feel very angry when I am sat on my computer working while he is laid on my bed surfing youtube.