She didn’t print my secret about burying Jimmy Hoffa. 
I’m not submitting anything.
My husband is about to quit yet another job. That’s about ten jobs in as many years. It’s always the same thing: everybody is a big poopyhead, and it’s too hard, mommy.
I’m so sick of the security of this house hanging by a thread, and that thread is the ability of my husband to tolerate employment. He’s smart and capable, but he’s lazy, childishly emotional and unable to cope with authority. Not to mention an alcoholic. I had an opportunity to divorce him in 2010 and should have, but tried to stick it out. Stupid me.
I was the one that stepped on the Brylcream that was on the stairway forty years ago. We blamed our brother for it, and he, to this day, thinks he did it. But no, this unspeakably horrible act of vandalism was perpetrated by me.
I’m betting this is the one from Really Not All That Bright.
Ah, wait. He’s not that old.
Hello Anonymous Person Speaking Through Zebra,
I’m sorry you’re going through this. It sounds awful. If you feel like answering questions or giving an update, why do you think the opportunity to divorce him that existed in 2010 doesn’t exist today? If he’s not willing to go to some therapy to see what’s wrong and try to fix it, I think I’d be looking into that divorce opportunity because life is ridiculously short.
If you don’t feel like answering back, that’s ok. Good vibes sent your way that things get better, for what it’s worth.
[zebra]Although it goes against my principals, neither of those is by RNATB[/zebra]
I don’t believe that men are capable of love. Men are only interested in sex and if that’s taken completely out of the equation, they have no interest in any sort of relationship. To them, women are nothing more than sexual objects who must look good and must satisfy them sexually in order for them to show any interest. I do realize this is a completely fucked up way of thinking and I have a strong inclination that something’s wrong with me to even think this way, but it’s so strong I can’t overcome the belief. It’s definitely related to my own fear of any sort of intimate relationship with men.
Sweetie, not all men are that way. Just many of the Straight ones. Find yourself a Sassy Gay Friend. We’ll help you out!
It sounds like you could benefit from having some male friends. Men are great. There are plenty of guys who are a blast to hang around with that have no ulterior motives or require sex to be interested. I think the more you hang out with them, the less you’ll feel like they are some scary ‘‘other’’ and the fear of intimacy will diminish.
Or… maybe they’re all from me. :eek:
I’m the poster from response #6 who got fired for having a BAC of .022. My husband unexpectedly quit his job. We’ve liquidated both of our retirement funds, and now we’re about two months from losing our home. Bankruptcy seems like a certainty now. All because I showed up at work with booze in my system…
Let’s not forget that your husband chose to quit his job while his wife was unemployed, without a backup plan in place. I hope you smacked him around with a huge trout for that blunder.
It doesn’t sound like she was in much of a position to smack anyone else around, though it was an unspeakably stupid thing for her husband to do.
Doesn’t have to be a she, you know.
2 glasses of white wine? BAC of .022 several hours later? Husband?
I’m pretty confident it’s a she.
I keep thinking Zebra is posting all these things despite knowing otherwise.
It is quite funny indeed. If you ever become a politician, Zebra, your opponent could use all of these posts to ruin your career. 
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2 glasses of white wine? BAC of .022 several hours later? Husband?
I’m pretty confident it’s a she.
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“Husband” means nothing, this board has a pretty significant international cohort. And some men are tiny, and can’t hold their wine. And drink wine in supersize glasses.
Quoting Sleeps:
*“I’m sorry you’re going through this. It sounds awful. If you feel like answering questions or giving an update, why do you think the opportunity to divorce him that existed in 2010 doesn’t exist today? If he’s not willing to go to some therapy to see what’s wrong and try to fix it, I think I’d be looking into that divorce opportunity because life is ridiculously short.”
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In 2010 he did have a job that he looked like he would keep and I was finally breathing a sigh of relief. Then he pulled a MASSIVELY dickish financial move and almost pushed me to the brink of divorce.
My reason for not doing so has kept me from posting about it because I didn’t want to incur a Doper pile-on, berating me for weakness. I don’t want to move out of our comfortable home and into a tiny, noisy apartment in a potentially dangerous neighborhood at my age. It would cost alone more than the mortgage on our house and I’m too old to plunge into that hell. So I chose this hell instead.
It might help more of us not be afraid to send secrtes if we all did that rather than PM.
So the next secret Zebra posts will be yours, Engineer Dude?