I love my wife. We’ve been
married 10 years. Young punk-rock love turned into adult debt-ridden
love. She’s been there for me, helps me achieve my goals, all that. But
she’s let herself go, while I’ve gotten myself into better shape.
I pride myself on being a good husband. I’ve
been 100 percent faithful, I clean, I tell her I love her. I don’t want
to hurt her. I love her. I just don’t lust for her anymore. My wife’s
skin is a mess, she has dietary issues that cause gnarly gas, she eats
bad food that causes her to gain weight. I always thought I was against
the society-imposed, magazine-model, porn-star look girls are supposed
to have. So it’s hard for me to admit that I’m not cool enough to think
my wife is hot the way she is.
I’ve started stoning to dull the fact that
I’m hating on myself for not being hot for my wife....