I must be the worst Husband. Infact I am.
I am a cheater, a liar, I am sad. I am 25 years old. Traveled the world just about three times. Now with two kids, a young 23 yr old wife and a house. working construction in NYC.
I have an addiction. To keep it up. I rely on my skills from the military.
Am I the only person out here who loves to dive?
Okay my problem: My wife, after learning that she needs special attention I give it to her, spending endless amount of time, after work, weekends with the family, even gettting my nails done with her. All to make her happy.
So now its my turn, is it not. And all i desire is to scuba dive. infact its spearfishing. I love it. it runs through my blood like crack is for a crackhead.
I cant help to think about diving all day, to read about it. to speak of it at work, on the train, on the phone to friends along the east coast.
so my problem, i leave work early, taking a train home, only to jump in my truck to fly to the ocean, having my gear already setup in my truck.
Jumping into the ocean, oh the feeling, words cant describe........
so after the dive, i put my work clothes back on and make my way home. giving no sign of a dive. my wife is clueless.
so my problem: I feel bad, guilty that i must live like this:
she new before hand that i was a dive junky.....
can anyone help me. Please
seaboyforever@yahoo.com
thanks