100 Love Letters I'll Never Send (We're not dysfunctional!) (c) 2018
They attend a special AA meeting, 'Couples In Recovery,' to ensure that they have a healthy relationship.
"I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU JUST WANT ME FOR SEX!" She yells. Defensively her man bellows, "Oh yea, WELL YOU AIN'T AFFECTIONATE TO ME ANYMORE."
We sat in chairs circling the chairman's desk. This is definitely a different format; not the regular AA meeting. This is "Couples In Recovery." I couldn't help but scrutinize the nine other couples that sat together. Imagining what sort of lifestyle they have. I've been in the honeymoon phase before. We were there once. Now this is round two of the honeymoon phase. Like the song says "Reunited and it feels so good, Reunited and it's understood" Herb and Peaches. Maybe one can tell by the body language. The happy couples are holding hands tight. The problem couples have one or both of their arms crossed. Some of them are probably looking around wishing they could be with someone else. I'm sure that Carmelita and I will last. Then again, I've thought that a lot in the past; and the outcome wasn't so good. I wonder how many of them have kids. That might be obvious too. Some women really let themselves go after that birthing thing; men too. Once you get em with that ring the deal is sealed. You ain't got to be romantic anymore in the endgame. You can treat them like shit because they're your hostage forevermore. There's got to be an easier softer way. There's a promise in Alcoholics Anonymous "Inherently know how to handle situations that used to baffle us,"-once again like they say you can apply the steps to every situation in your life. AA promises
"What way do you and your soul mate want to shape your lives?..." My logics came back to me, so I think, "Am I really buying into this?" Something just don't seem right. I hold Carmelita's hand tighter. I turn my head. She turns hers. Eye to eye, is a passage way to truth? I watch people look at the AA chairman. I look down. I still feel like something just ain't right. The chairman's stopped talking. This meetings about to take a turn for the worse, "I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU JUST WANT ME FOR SEX!" She yells. Defensively her man bellows, "Oh yea, WELL YOU AIN'T AFFECTIONATE TO ME ANYMORE."
"Okay. You two calm down. This arguing isn't any good," the chairman begs.
"Yea, it's just like her to be a drama queen." The man says.
"Drama queen? Hey you're not even a real man. I support our whole house hold. You never get hired, never take jobs, because working is beneath you!" She struck back.
I see the seven other couples get up and go out the door. Carmelita gets up pulls my hand and we walk out to.
And the display of the dysfunction only seemed to make us tighter that night. Started at the restaurant where we ate before she left, The Coral. The good thing about seeing dysfunction is that it made both of us work harder to prove we're not like them.
"Hello, table for two?" It is Britney, damn the girl I had a one night fling with; when I cheated on Carmelita.
"I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU JUST WANT ME FOR SEX!" She yells. Defensively her man bellows, "Oh yea, WELL YOU AIN'T AFFECTIONATE TO ME ANYMORE."
We sat in chairs circling the chairman's desk. This is definitely a different format; not the regular AA meeting. This is "Couples In Recovery." I couldn't help but scrutinize the nine other couples that sat together. Imagining what sort of lifestyle they have. I've been in the honeymoon phase before. We were there once. Now this is round two of the honeymoon phase. Like the song says "Reunited and it feels so good, Reunited and it's understood" Herb and Peaches. Maybe one can tell by the body language. The happy couples are holding hands tight. The problem couples have one or both of their arms crossed. Some of them are probably looking around wishing they could be with someone else. I'm sure that Carmelita and I will last. Then again, I've thought that a lot in the past; and the outcome wasn't so good. I wonder how many of them have kids. That might be obvious too. Some women really let themselves go after that birthing thing; men too. Once you get em with that ring the deal is sealed. You ain't got to be romantic anymore in the endgame. You can treat them like shit because they're your hostage forevermore. There's got to be an easier softer way. There's a promise in Alcoholics Anonymous "Inherently know how to handle situations that used to baffle us,"-once again like they say you can apply the steps to every situation in your life. AA promises
"What way do you and your soul mate want to shape your lives?..." My logics came back to me, so I think, "Am I really buying into this?" Something just don't seem right. I hold Carmelita's hand tighter. I turn my head. She turns hers. Eye to eye, is a passage way to truth? I watch people look at the AA chairman. I look down. I still feel like something just ain't right. The chairman's stopped talking. This meetings about to take a turn for the worse, "I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU JUST WANT ME FOR SEX!" She yells. Defensively her man bellows, "Oh yea, WELL YOU AIN'T AFFECTIONATE TO ME ANYMORE."
"Okay. You two calm down. This arguing isn't any good," the chairman begs.
"Yea, it's just like her to be a drama queen." The man says.
"Drama queen? Hey you're not even a real man. I support our whole house hold. You never get hired, never take jobs, because working is beneath you!" She struck back.
I see the seven other couples get up and go out the door. Carmelita gets up pulls my hand and we walk out to.
And the display of the dysfunction only seemed to make us tighter that night. Started at the restaurant where we ate before she left, The Coral. The good thing about seeing dysfunction is that it made both of us work harder to prove we're not like them.
"Hello, table for two?" It is Britney, damn the girl I had a one night fling with; when I cheated on Carmelita.
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