My husband married a woman that he does not find attractive.
He married a woman that loves him unconditionally, through his weight gain, through his overly sarcastic answers, through his laziness, through his depression, through his autism, through his unemployment, through it all... but he married a woman he doesn't find attractive.
He married me.

My husband doesn't find me attractive. He looks at me like a friend. He is in the routine of kissing me, but you can see its a chore. He has cheated on me, he has broken his marriage vows, he treats me like the dirt he walks on, but I love him anyway.

Other people tell me how pretty I am, on a daily basis... but I married a man that finds my personality brilliant, something to be treasured, but will not take care of my needs, will not help me around the house. I come home from work and I do the cooking, I clean the mess he has made while I was gone, I cook for his friends when they come over, I do the shopping... It feels like I do it all.. for a man who thinks I am less because I do not have a pretty face.

The table is set
It's set for two
One plate for me
One plate for you
Food in the oven
Being Prepared
But where are you..
Nowhere

I'm all alone
While you sit on your throne
While my heart has become prone
To your harsh elements.

I eat all alone
Clean up, and move on
This has become our lives now.

At opposite ends of the couch, we sit
we sleep here too
we tell ourselves the bed is too small,
but what we really want is space from each other

why have things changed
we used to share the same bed
but things are different now

when all is said and done I know the real reason
you want to leave me, you do not love me,
you have not for a while

you want your distance.

I dream of other men
Leaving you and being with them
It is new and exciting
They are loyal and new
I have their full attention

I dream of divorcing you
Of being set free from your grasp
Leaving this hell hole and
Finding someone that actually cares
Finding someone who finds me attractive

You look at me with disgust
Like I'm hard to look at
Like I'm grotesque
I know I'm not the best
But how can you marry someone
You don't find attractive?

I dream of being set free
Of being loved and adored
Just the way I am
I dream of romance and quality time
Of someone who is encouraging,
helpful, intentional, sentimental
I dream of someone who loves me
Loves me as I am, and how I will be

But it is only a dream...

This sickness inside me is ever growing
It is silent, deadly, and without my knowing
Has attacked me when I wasn't even looking
Cheap shot if you ask me

Draining my energy, my will to fight back
I'm drying up, lips beginning to crack
I can barely move, it turns to black
All I can do is sleep

Sleep, change position, rinse, repeat
It is challenging to compete
I just feel like a chunk of meat
Rotting as I lay here

This sickness is killing me.

I go to bed alone.
My first day off in a week is today.
You come to bed at 6 AM.
I wake up at 8:30 AM for the day.
You will be sleeping for a while longer.
Sleep while you can. Rest while you can.

I'm sleeping alone after a year and a half of marriage.
If this how marriage is supposed to go?
I try and try my hardest every day... but it doesn't feel like its ever enough.
I'm sorry I can't be the woman you want me to be..

So... I will sleep alone.

I never got the chance to hold you
In my arms so tight
Never got to show you love
Or rock you late at night

I never got the chance to hold you
My little baby, Dear.
You’re always in my heart
Just waiting to hold you near.

One day, my child, I’ll hold you
And see your beautiful face
For inside the Pearly Gates, my Love
Oh so high up above.

I miss you oh so much
My precious little one
We had just two weeks together
Before is came crashing down

I love you more than words can express
But had to say goodbye.

I don't mean to sound selfish
and I'm sure I'll come across that way
but I wish I knew the exact moment
that you no longer glanced my way

I know I'll sound selfish
but what I say it true
I wish that you would do for me
as I do for you

I sound like a broken record
but I need to talk this through
I want to go back to the good
and just be me and you

Take away the pain we've been through
the words that we have said
take away the infidelity and cheating
I'm willing to let it all slide

We all have a past; things we are not proud of
I get that temptation is a *****
But please, give me my husband back
I give and give, but what about me?

What would happen if I left my husband?
The stability of having someone would go away...
but is that such a bad thing?
What would happen if I left him?

What if... I met a man that sees more than just my face?
What if... a man found me attractive in a way my husband does not?
What if... I am being held back because I married the wrong person?
What if... all of my problems would go away if I left him?

I used to love you unconditionally, but I am worn down and tired.
I used to want you beside me when I slept, but things have changed.
I used to miss you when I was away from you, not matter how short the time, but now it is a welcome break.
My time away from you is when I feel prettiest.

What if.... I left you?

Who would have known that when we first met we would fall in love that fast.
Who would have known, one day we would be married.
Who would have known that our adventures would take up on the other side of the world.
Who would have known that the first year of marriage would be this exciting.
Who would have known that we would actually conceive a child.
Who would have known that we would soon after lose a child…
Who would have known that the loss of a child we couldn’t even feel moving could separate us so much
Who would have known that the loss of a child could hurt this much…


Nobody can prepare us for what life has in store.
Sometimes leaning on each other is not enough.
I am not enough for you


I miss our adventures.
I miss your body against mine.
I miss you


I would give anything to take away this pain.
I want to fix it, but I can’t do this for you.
You must do this alone.

Who would have known….