When I married you, I didn’t exactly have high expectations. How could I? I already knew you very well by then, and I knew you’d just disappoint me. And yet, even though my standards were low to begin with, you’ve still managed to disappoint me. You’re a useless husband. You haven’t even given me the one thing I wanted most out of our marriage. Every time I talk about going off my BC, it’s always “It’s so busy right now” or “It’s not a good time.” It’s the perfect time, and I’m tired of waiting. From here on out, you’re no longer my husband. If you won’t give me the little boy I want, then I’m going to make you into one.