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Not preaching to the inconvertible

Posted in Deconstructing me with tags , , , on May 1, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

Well that was interesting, wasn’t it.
My first counselling session.
Wow!
Yeah … I know … right?!

After a phone conversation the other day, today was the initial appointment.
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Credit where credit is due

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , , , on April 28, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

Having got home from the pub, my head was down. Metaphorically and physically.
She asked why.
I briefly articulated my sense of having let my kid down. (I know, Dear Reader, that it’s just a birthday cake, and it tastes fine – it’s trivial. But it’s not.)
She insisted I hadn’t let them down.
I pointed out that, if this was to be the last time I got to do this, it’s a shit way to bow out.
Why would it be the last time?
Had She not noticed the Continue reading

The most depressing conversation I’ve ever heard

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Parenting with tags , , , on April 28, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

For as long as I can remember I have said that parenting sucks, being a dad rocks, and being a father comes with a weight of responsibility I still can’t get my head around.
Today was a dad day.
Or it should have been.
Today should have rocked.

One of my big dad things is Continue reading

The only way is fuck it

Posted in Deconstructing me with tags on April 26, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

It’s been a good day.
The sun is out.
The stereo has been cranked up to, … well, not 11, but a good 8.5 … with classic disco, 90s symth pop and rave.

All the traffic lights were at green and the queues of cars parted like the red sea.
I booked an Continue reading

Napoleon XIV

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , , , on April 25, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

There seems little point in reporting this. But somehow I feel compelled to record it.

The fights are getting more regular. The irony is, perhaps, that they stem from Us actually talking. Except We’re not really talking – We’re just blaming.

The most recent started with Continue reading

Sinful Sunday 417 – The colour of fake

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Not a dick pic, Sinful Sunday with tags , , on April 6, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

A green plastic watering can
For a fake Chinese rubber plant
In fake plastic earth

That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself

Sinful Sunday

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It’s not Her – it’s Her!

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , on March 31, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

I started it. Not Her.
I reacted to Her naïve, optimistic fuck-up.
I tried to walk away.
I failed.
I walked back.
And then I sniped.
I started it.
I failed. Not Her.

And then We
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