On and on and on she shared about: neglect, lack of intimacy, emptiness, loneliness, feeling unloved and unlovable. An entire laundry list of unmet needs she had endured. Finally, after allowing this for a sufficient length of time, the therapist got up, walked around the desk and after asking the wife to stand, embraced and kissed her passionately as her husband watched with a raised eyebrow.
The woman shut up and quietly sat down as though in a daze.
The therapist turned to the husband and said, "This is what your wife needs at least three times a week. Can you do this?"
"Well", the husband replied, "I can drop her off here on Mondays and Wednesdays, but on Fridays... I fish."
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Guess I did to go get me a fishing pole!
:/ ugh... LOL!
Said just like a man. Ugh is right.
I haven't been on blogger as much now that I am working and still in school. Just wondering how Harley is doing. Has he made a full recovery?
Fishing or kissing the wife, Fishing or kissing the wife. Hmmm. Well, I never was much into fishing anyway.
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