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Dagwolf · 04-18-2005, 04:27 PM

How Prozac saved my marriage
By Irene Duma

I used to be a real horror to live with. I nagged, and pestered Walter constantly trying to get him to pick up after himself, to get a job, or even just to acknowledge me when I spoke to him. But nothing seemed to work. Instead he just spent more time in front of the TV, drinking beer and polishing his guns.

I was getting more and more unhappy. My mother tried to console me by saying that at least he didn't cheat on me, but it only brought tears to my eyes. I yelled at myself for not being Christian enough to forget about those flings with the Hooter girls.

I turned to our priest, who said I should be more womanly and generous, so, I volunteered at the local old age home. Sure it was nice getting out of the house, and I managed to earn a bit of money beating the residents at poker, but I still didn't feel better.

It got so bad that I thought of leaving him, but thankfully my mother reminded me that no man is going to want a used woman...[more]

04-18-2005, 04:27 PM
Dagwolf President of Canada Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Leaving Hell, Entering Limbo Posts: 23,141	How Prozac saved my marriage How Prozac saved my marriage By Irene Duma I used to be a real horror to live with. I nagged, and pestered Walter constantly trying to get him to pick up after himself, to get a job, or even just to acknowledge me when I spoke to him. But nothing seemed to work. Instead he just spent more time in front of the TV, drinking beer and polishing his guns. I was getting more and more unhappy. My mother tried to console me by saying that at least he didn't cheat on me, but it only brought tears to my eyes. I yelled at myself for not being Christian enough to forget about those flings with the Hooter girls. I turned to our priest, who said I should be more womanly and generous, so, I volunteered at the local old age home. Sure it was nice getting out of the house, and I managed to earn a bit of money beating the residents at poker, but I still didn't feel better. It got so bad that I thought of leaving him, but thankfully my mother reminded me that no man is going to want a used woman...[more] __________________ Sleep well, and dream of large women.