08-08-2012, 06:53 AM
(08-08-2012, 02:35 AM)Mohammed Wrote: Very true. My life had sort of two times. The before, and the .... after.
That happened during the before time, and just as user is saying, trust me, Silvy, for that was her name, was sure telling herself "Pheew, thank God it ain't me!"
But what could I do? Living in South East Asia'a fleshpots looking the way I do with large amounts of cash is just very hard to handle for a young and innocent man who loves to please. Maybe you missed the part where I said "First wife". Still love her to bits, one hell of a woman, but she sure hates my guts. Can't blame her.
However, all of that changed suddenly when I turned about 39. Actually even before, but the final change came about that time. It was quite the journey, complete with suicidal thoughts and total disgust about oneself. I guess it's what it takes.
And now life is all good.
That sounds terribly romantic ...the before and after. Is that defined by when you met your wife?
Spay and neuter your dogs and cats. Ban gas chambers in your local shelters. User made the call. User made a difference! 