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Diary of a Mad Addict
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Yea, that tub held some wonderful memories and all I could do was stare at it, unable to reach it and soak in it and watch the television or use the computer or even make a call with the phone strategically placed in one of the shelves above the tub. I couldn’t even get close enough to it to knock the soap off its edge which I would definitely use to lubricate these cuffs and try to slip them off.
(MOTHER ***** ME . . Thud . . . .Thud . . . Thud .. . . . HOW LONG IS THAT KNUCKLEHEADED TWIT GONNA KEEP ME LOCKED UP IN HERE? )
No, I couldn’t reach the tub or the sink or even the toilet for that matter. There I was, with all the creature comforts a person could imagine surrounding me and I unable to enjoy any of them. Shackled to a towel rack, hopelessly tethered to the wall of the bathroom and all because I had a FEELING that my wife was cheating on me.
Despite the inclusive evidence regarding the herpes I didn’t have (URNIARY TRACT INFECTION MY *****, DR.G.) I just couldn’t shake the feeling that K was up to something, something no good.
From the very beginning of my required therapy sessions, I believed that K was involved somehow. To this day I am almost convinced that she conspired with my bosses to force me to seek help with my uncontrollable addiction to everything L. And I am again feeling those sensations that K is involved in something regarding my mental health. If it wasn’t another woman then maybe it was a different kind of addiction and betrayal.
Maybe she actually discovered the identity of my cyber-texting partner. Maybe she discovered the racing forms I thought I threw away and uncovered the truth that many times when I was scheduled to meet with Dr. Addiction, my therapist Dr. Stella Repp, I was actually at the track betting the greyhounds (COME ON 6, COME ON DOG.BABY NEEDS NEW SHOESGET UP THERE 6 COME ON BABY).
Whatever was going on with her was not being revealed to me directly, but rather through actions and lack of actions. She acting weird and I was worried . . .so worried that I accused her of cheating on me, contracting herpes and passing it on to me.
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Beach – You are awesome girl please don’t stop this story…you crack me up along with the sadness that you are realizing the love of you life is with you every day. Thanks for revealing ‘The ONE’ to us. I think Sea is ‘The One’ for me but I have not read chases story but will begin today. keep up the great work girl….
Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat…ah, you get the idea; would keep me from seeking out the ONE. You know the one…the one who makes my sides split with laughter…the one who makes me cry and howl because she’s loonier than a hooker with a yeast infection on Saturday night…that’s right beachy, and why you ask? Let us count the ways, shall we?
““You fuckin pull that rack from its hinges or crack the tile or dent the dry wall I will come in there and pepper spray you after I throw a glass of grape juice all over your piece of shit white tank top. Then I will give a shovel so you can just dig your own grave. So just stop it you moron.”
(DAMN . . . SHE SOUNDS REALLY REALLY PISSED)
“There was even a mobile folding tray, similar to the ones used in hospitals, which K had concocted in case one or both of us wanted to use the computer while bathing.”
“Come on, K, I am sorry that I said you gave me herpes,”
“(FUCK, HERE IT COMES . . THE “BUT” . . . THE LECTURE . . . THE SPEECH . . . THE PART I DON’T UNDERSTAND . . )” LMAO!
“Little did I know as I kicked started the bike that my wife and my shrink had been conspiring to plan a surprise birthday party for my big “40” next week. Little did I know as I zoomed out of the driveway, not looking back that every single person I knew in my life would be there. Little did I know as I rounded the corner which lead to the highway that I knew so little . . . .”
See what I mean? TBC maybe? Oh I don’t think so. I’d click my way through China as long as a beachnut story was waiting for me at the end of the cyber tunnel. Keep em comin ya nut.
…..WOW talented. That is one uniquely great piece, I love it, please continue?….
This story cracks me up. Why does it take u so long to post? Lovin it, make it sooner rather than later…. please.
OMG, a T6beach story that has left me sad? WTF? And to top it all off, now you tell me I’m the one, after all these months? Oy, you better come back with another chapter and make this right Beachie! BTW, that was a kick ass chapter.
Hey that’s was so Great Please continue I Love it Please Post soon I’m still catching up.
Hey Beach…I will call you soon…I swear!! It’s about time you outed Chase and told everyone that she is THE ONE!!! Do you know how hard that secret has been to keep?! Great chapter…totally funny, yet sad at the same time. I’m with hunty 38…why the hell does it take you so long to post!!??