My mind is infiltrated with thoughts of utter failure.
I wonder what more I can do to make him love me, want me, desire me, find me captivating.
His harsh words and control make me shake with fear.
Its been a year and a half since he left and began an affair. A slap in my face, a testament to my failure. I believe the abuse and infidelity I have endured is a direct result of me not respecting my husband enough.
I sit in the pew week after week, with a delightful smile~dying a little more each day.
