You have no one to blame but yourself.

I'm so tired of beating myself up about boys, work, life, boys, my husband, boys and um...boys.

I'm going back to the way I was with him months ago - to the sext equivalent of the high school note: "do you like me? circle yes or no".

From here on out, my only response to your text messages will be "do you want to fuck me, yes or no?" Nothing more, nothing less.

That emotions even entered the equation is just silly and juvenile.