Bunny and I have such a rough time in person these days. On the phone we are not bad, talking for an hour each day, looking forward to talking, being sweet to each other.
In person, we’ve been fighting everything single time.
He is feeling so terrible ever since going to Bret the physio. Something is really aggravating his nerves. We haven’t had sex in over a month. When I go over, he used to greet me with a smile. For the past couple months, no smile.
Today we went to IKEA and Dave’s fish and chips. All is well. He wasn’t the most fun to be around but we were both trying to make it a good day. It was all good, until the last second, at near checkout, when a girl’s shopping cart fell over. I said, Bunny let’s go help. He ignored me. He was counting how many patio floor pieces he needed.
I helped the girl, and after that, I got mad at him.
In the car, we shouted at each other.
I didn’t like that he seemed like a bad person. He felt terrible that I made him feel like a bad person because he already felt pretty bad (for losing a lot of money in life, which has nothing to do with integrity…)
He kept saying he doesn’t know how long he can live with this discomfort.
I also feel very hopeless if this is our relationship.
God please help. Please help him regain his health.
I hope this prolotherapist John Paton can help him. So far he doesn’t seem very professional or friendly, but supposedly he is the best in Vancouver.
Without his health, both him and I suffer. So much.
I’m supposed to “play” in this life. How am I suppose to play if I have to keep saving my playmate?
I want to have a playmate. I want to have lots of fun, lots of good sex, lots of laughs, lots of adventures, lots of friends, great memories, lots of wealth, lots of abundance haha!!