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Tweak says, "Choose. Red pill or blue pill."

Soren Elias Chappu Skwigelf (twiceloved) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-08-13 22:36:00

Entry tags:

sable skwigelf, soren skwigelf

Who: Soren and Sable Skwigelf.
What: Arguments.
When: Thursday night.
Where: Chez Wolfpack.
Warnings: I'll just put yes to be safe.

Soren paced around his bedroom, trying to think of what to tell his wife. You don't get along with my husband, I don't know what to do. That was too understated. I can't do this anymore. That was true, but sounded to dire.

The truth was, the way his spouses got along had to end. Soren was literally worrying himself sick, and he couldn't live that way anymore. But nothing was changing. Sure, they had good weeks, but they were few and far between. They felt like false hope more than anything else. He needed something in his life to change. He'd talked with Cass, and now he needed to talk to his wife. Did he still love her? Of course. Was he starting to doubt their compatibility? It worried him, but that was an affirmative as well.

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twiceloved
2009-08-14 04:10 am UTC (link)

"Every time you mention children, he breaks. And someday, I don't know if he'll even want to have kids with me any more. Sable - I can't keep doing this. I can't. I don't know what has to fucking change, but - I can't sit by and watch him shatter, and I sure as hell can't spend my life like this. When you two aren't fighting, I wait for you to. When we aren't fighting, I wonder if I'm doing my job right or if you're going to drop another bomb on me. Yes, I love you. I still want you. But the way we're going, I don't know how long this is going to last. My fingers itch half the time because I want to hurt myself so bad because I'm so. Fucking. Stressed. Out.." He curled into a ball on the bed, breathing hard, choking back bile. He hated saying things like this, hated being the bearer of bad news.

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