Perimenopausal Rage

DeeVeeEight

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Have any of you ever experienced this with your old lady? One moment the two of you are enjoying life and the next moment she turns into some raging demon from another dimension?:tomato:

I would like to hear your stories. I am trying to understand WTF happened as I try to pick up the shards of my life and save them...:surrender:
 
I am trying to understand WTF happened

DONT DO THAT

it will get worse besides, like every other mens, you are not wired to understand anyway.

Heres a quick vid that will help you...
[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3XjUFYxSxDk&feature=related[/ame]

At 10,30 to 10,46 in the vid he tells you what happens when you try to understand!
 
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I am trying to understand WTF happened ..............

If you do, you'll be the richest man in history. Give up hope now.
With time, this pain in your mangina will pass.

Bird, you the bro I never met, you krazy SOB....

So on my end of the nation, my ex at age 38, after giving birth to my son when I was 40, turned into the biggest BITCH in the world, we trying to hold the world together, and somehow it was all MY fault...

but WTF, she was a spoiled Long Island brat and a paid for colledge (note the spelling) edjemakashun her masters paid by the Fed.gov read YOUR tax money....what did you GET in return?? comments like, 'I can't believe they pay me this much for the work I do'......seriously direct quote...
and she is NOT BY FAR the only one.....

so nothing I did was good enough, ever,

the bitch can go to hell, forever, and I would laugh....

:harhar:
 
My wife has been seriously effected by this. Not even close to the same fun loving polite and sweet thing i married. Now, she could drive lucifer out of hell...
 
When my ex died, the only favor she did for me, and took that attitude with her I'm sure the devil said "What the hell did I do to deserve this"
 
My wife has been seriously effected by this. Not even close to the same fun loving polite and sweet thing i married. Now, she could drive lucifer out of hell...

When my ex died, the only favor she did for me, and took that attitude with her I'm sure the devil said "What the hell did I do to deserve this"

:lol::sos::devil::surrender::harhar::crutches:

Kinda like shark fishing, either the fish gets YOU or YOU get the fish....

ME, I cut bait and called it a day.....freeking psycho bitch even slapped me trying to get me to deck her ass so she would win BIG with her fucking lawyer bitch there.....I just remember that instant as the second the love died....left the room went down stairs to my office, had a beer, and made business calls....never bothered with dinner that evening, the kids were in the next room with wide open space, no closed doors...age 6 and 4.....

THAT shituation and the bad business deals here in Florida about blew it.....HAD the ex not been such a bitch, we would have been worth a easy 4-5 MILLION bux today, maybe ten million, and I shit you not....the costs over the last ~25 years are/have been HORRENDOUS....

try cutting the house in half, moving around trying to stay cool with the kids, and have fun with them, and basically the family supporting two houses, another set of cars, double utility bills, etc....friggin' stupid to the sublime, much less the child support, .....

then some guy wonder why I HATE LAWYERS, and then spending 53 years in the Wash DC region? watching and knowing inside through SO many friends about the deals going on??

rant over, fuck it.....:smash::suicide:
 
That puts me in the danger zone as well.

To the op : I think they get just as insecure as we when this starts to hit us. Someone once told me we men always try to find solutions to a problem. There is simply no solution since this is something you just have to go through. Maybe just try to go to her, hold her and tell her you love her. The rest is up to her.
 
"peri-menopause"
I know it well.

It's when you spend days & days deep below the surface, suffocating, trying to be invisible and only to escape, evade. Eventually you very slowly rise to the surface to get a breath of fresh air and recharge your batteries. But first you carefully poke your perisope up to take a look around and see if the coast is clear---only to see the HMS Menopause bearing down upon you smoke pouring out of her stacks at full ramming speed---"DIVE! DIVE! DIVE!!" you yell, gongs and sirens screaming. "PREPARE FOR HOT FLASHES!!" and they come raining down, exploding at random all around and you dive and run silent and so deep your seams creak and groan and you pray only to survive yet another onslaught: The crashing concussions of explosive rage, bursting pipes of screaming boiling high pressure bullshit long thought to be forgotten searing you, pointless rivets of anger driven nothings popping and ricocheting and tearing your mental flesh once again-- You pray only to survive long enough to recover a little bit and surface to sanity and perhaps this time find calm seas and sunshine and fresh air even for a brief while....and then just when you barely begin to be able to breathe again---- you spot smoke on the horizon steaming toward you once again....
"DIVE! DIVE! DIVE!"
 
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"peri-menopause"
I know it well.

It's when you spend days & days deep below the surface, suffocating, trying to be invisible and only to escape, evade. Eventually you very slowly rise to the surface to get a breath of fresh air and recharge your batteries. But first you carefully poke your perisope up to take a look around and see if the coast is clear---only to see the HMS Menopause bearing down upon you smoke pouring out of her stacks at full ramming speed---"DIVE! DIVE! DIVE!!" you yell, gongs and sirens screaming. "PREPARE FOR HOT FLASHES!!" and they come raining down, exploding at random all around and you dive and run silent and so deep your seams creak and groan and you pray only to survive yet another onslaught: The crashing concussions of explosive rage, bursting pipes of screaming boiling high pressure bullshit long thought to be forgotten searing you, pointless rivets of anger driven nothings popping and ricocheting and tearing your mental flesh once again-- You pray only to survive long enough to recover a little bit and surface to sanity and perhaps this time find calm seas and sunshine and fresh air even for a brief while....and then just when you barely begin to be able to breathe again---- you spot smoke on the horizon steaming toward you once again....
"DIVE! DIVE! DIVE!"

Wow! What a description! And I totally agree....
 
"peri-menopause"
I know it well.

It's when you spend days & days deep below the surface, suffocating, trying to be invisible and only to escape, evade. Eventually you very slowly rise to the surface to get a breath of fresh air and recharge your batteries. But first you carefully poke your perisope up to take a look around and see if the coast is clear---only to see the HMS Menopause bearing down upon you smoke pouring out of her stacks at full ramming speed---"DIVE! DIVE! DIVE!!" you yell, gongs and sirens screaming. "PREPARE FOR HOT FLASHES!!" and they come raining down, exploding at random all around and you dive and run silent and so deep your seams creak and groan and you pray only to survive yet another onslaught: The crashing concussions of explosive rage, bursting pipes of screaming boiling high pressure bullshit long thought to be forgotten searing you, pointless rivets of anger driven nothings popping and ricocheting and tearing your mental flesh once again-- You pray only to survive long enough to recover a little bit and surface to sanity and perhaps this time find calm seas and sunshine and fresh air even for a brief while....and then just when you barely begin to be able to breathe again---- you spot smoke on the horizon steaming toward you once again....
"DIVE! DIVE! DIVE!"

Hell of a writer there, you do that professionally??

:huh:
 

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