I don’t want to be a nag

I feel so alone, even though I live with my wife and a roommate.  Something very traumatic happened to me yesterday, and neither of them wishes to talk about it.  As luck would have it, I am the wife and my wife is the husband.

Just like one of my own songs :

Deep down I’m not the same as anyone around us

I’m starved for attention

Starved for affection

This world is frightening

It’s big and fast and violent

And I’m craving some attention

Craving some affection

Yup, that about sums it up.  What’s saddest about it….I have a spouse whom I love with all my heart.  I feel as if we’re drifting apart, and I’m afraid to mention too much, because I don’t want to be a nag.  I need so badly to have a counselor.  We’re working on it.

Betty Louise