I’m in a mood to just get a lot of things out. They may not be clear thoughts, they may not be proper thoughts. They are however my thoughts. My mind destroys me at times, I’ve been told it’s a common Scorpio trait.
I’ve had 2 serious romantic relationships in my life. In those relationships, the female was always very quick to take the lead on just about everything. I just seemed to be there for the ride. Hindsight is 20/20, but it’s definitely a part of the equation in the breakdown of my marriage and previous relationship.
My love affair with technology is too much for women to handle at times. Why? My computer never judges me for not earning enough. My computer never makes me feel like a bad father because X, Y, or Z are doing things with their children that I do not. If you want to make me feel judged, I will hide. My flight instinct is the strong one.
Going back to hindsight, I should have divorced her when I discovered her secret email account containing her relationships with other men. Of course I couldn’t though, because I loved this woman with everything of my being. So stupidly I offered an open marriage as a choice. Not because I wanted to but because I’m horrible with ultimatums.
I’m still paying the price for that decision. I will be doing so for the rest of my days.
I should have never became paranoid that she was going to leave me, the present is proof of it. This turned me into a monster of epic proportions. Key loggers, hidden cameras, constant surveillance. I used my IT skills for evil for the first time in my life really. It became a cat and mouse game. I just wanted to ensure I got the truth. I still firmly believe I’ve only gotten half-truths since I’ve given up my ways.
That’s the other part of the equation in the break down in our marriage. It’s hard for either of us to believe a thing the other says.
Today has been somewhat heated between her and I for some reason, and I’m not exactly sure why. Is it the culmination of all of these things floating around my brain? Possibly. Is it the fact that I feel very alone in the world right now? More than likely. It’s come to the point where a bad interaction is better than no interaction at all.
I’d rather have a fist fight than make love. It’s sad, but it’s what has become of me.