vagabondprophet:

Solitary Refinement Chapter 11

Dear Joshua                                          October 16th 2017

Hey I wanted to say something. Liz isn’t a bitch. I think that when I wrote you yesterday I was just venting because I was upset about Nina’s present I worked so hard to get for her get literally kicked to the curb. I still am upset but the things I said weren’t fair to say, especially about my own wife whom I love. She’s mad at me right now and I need to respect that, I’m the idiot that won’t stop poking my fingers into a situation she’s made pretty clear she wants me to stay out of for now. I guess I need to just not do anything for a while and let her come to me. I don’t know anymore it’s just so hard to not even try to do something for even the kids, especially with birthdays.    

If you can think of any possible way I might be able to get through to her I’m all ears dude. It might seem crazy to you but I still miss her like you wouldn’t believe. Waking up next to her tomorrow morning would quite literally be a dream come true, especially considering that instead I’ll be waking up in a bunk bed above Kal. Right now I’m really hurt by her but this is all my fault anyways for being so stupid and naive I can’t really be mad at her.

I put her in this situation. Me, nobody else. One hundred percent my fault.

I hope she responds in the next few months. It’s just so hard to try and bridge the gap when I can’t even talk to her on the phone, just letters she can throw in the trash if she wants to. If I can’t get her to respond to me for my whole sentence I still know I’ll be able to get her to come around once I’m out, I always could even after years of me doing stupid crap that made her upset with me. I just need to be there in person than I know I can fix this. Come to think of it it seems like most of the time me ‘fixing’ it in the past wasn’t when I stopped doing what made her mad in the first place, like leaving the toilet seat up or inviting over guests without giving her a heads up. It was always when I’d take her out to a fancy restaurant and she could get dolled up. Or if I bought her a new outfit or paid for her to go to the spa with her friends. It was always that sort of thing that’d make her happy with me again. Didn’t matter that I’d have to do twelves for a week to pay for whatever I gave her, that’s what she wanted. What can you do right? That’s the queen I married and she wants to be treated like royalty, and I love her so I do. Just wasn’t enough sometimes.

Now I’m tired because I can’t sleep for fear of Kal. What I wouldn’t give to be tired because I had worked long hours to do something that made my lovely wife happy with her dummy of a husband again. Seriously I’ll listen to any idea you have at all no matter how crazy or far fetched it sounds, I’m so desperate to hear from her you have no idea.