>>880268I can't do it anymore, doc. This is my final message to you, please check the news tomorrow. I'm going to end it all tonight.
I can't handle this loveless marriage anymore. She's not the woman that I thought I had married. Ever since our honeymoon, Korone has become increasingly violent and abusive to me. She's been slowly chipping away at my self-worth, both with cutting quips about my penis size and masculinity and physical abuse, enough to send me to the hospital multiple times on occasions. In public and during our therapy sessions together, she acts like the charming and fiesty DOOG that I first fell in love with many months ago. Some days, she even stays this way to me, leaving me a false hope that she's getting better (it never does). It's sickening to watch her put on this act now, knowing truly how she feels about me and how she treats me. I don't feel like a man anymore and I feel like I'm beyond all help at this point.
It started off with a playful tap to the head one fateful day. I had broken something and she lightly mocked me for being such a klutz and gave me a love tap. It stung a little, but I tried to play it off. I really thought back then that that was the extent of it. God, I was so stupid. Later in the night, as I failed to please her sexually, she became increasingly agitated and annoyed. Finally, she finally threw me back and climbed on top of me. Koro-san screamed at me about how useless I was and crucified me verbally about my inability to make her cum as she rode out a shoddy orgasm on my increasingly chub penis. After she finished using me for the boy toy that I was, she punched me in the nose and spat on me, and I had to explain to my boss next day why I was calling in sick.
It was never the same from that point on. She would start going out with a 'girlfriend' named Okayu. This was okay initially, but things changed when I found out that Okayu was actually rocking a nine-inch barbed catdick that absolutely dwarfed my own member. I found out the hard way; one night, Korone didn't come home from her trip out together with her. The next morning, I awoke to a text from her containing a picture of her gaping, well-abused dog pussy filled to the brim with cat cum; it was captioned "huuman has small small turtle house!!!". I remember getting drunk and crying myself to sleep that morning, contemplating the very suicide that I now stand at the brink of now.
I'm so sorry. Please let my daughter Risu know how much I love her (if she really even is my daughter). I would tell her myself, if I wasn't such a pathetic shell of a man. Goodbye cruel world, and godspeed to the next bastard that she ensnares and drives to the point of oblivion.
