Jessica and I have been talking online for months and things are not much different, but I've been trying to break things off with her. I have gotten her to click an IP tracking link and verified she is in Ghana, but she still denies it, saying she has no idea why it would show that. But I have been avoiding her messages more and more and she knows I can never trust her. The only pause I have is that I think she is genuinely sad and lonely, poor and looking for a rescue. Unfortunately, I cannot be that for her.
I could write a book about how I got to this point, but I think you would get bored. But understanding my background is probably important to understand how I got into these situations. I have been married a long time but I am extremely lonely. You see, my wife was injured in a car accident and now lives under constant care in a nursing home. She's been there over a decade and I miss our relationship. I visit her almost every day but I don't know if she recognizes me or even knows what's going on around her. At some point this year, the loneliness became crushing. I miss the contact of a woman's skin, and the smile she gives, the little hugs, and funny quips. I miss the sex. I don't even know how long it's been, but I assure you, it's been too long. I've dealt with the ethical and social repercussions of finding someone to hook up with and I decided I need to do something for my own life too. My mental health has suffered and I have found that depressi...
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