Maybe some people just aren’t made for marriage.
Perhaps I am one of them.
The evidence certainly seems to be leaning in that direction.
That’s not to say that I don’t love my husband or enjoy being married. I just, by all accounts, suck at it. Every relationship instinct I have appears to be the wrong one. And every bit of wisdom or advice I ever receive is screaming for me to ignore those instincts.
I’m trying.
A few weeks ago I accepted the fact that any change would have to start with me. I wasn’t happy about it. Or graceful. Or humble. Or any of those things that a good wife should be.
I was resigned. But it was a start.
I decided to put my energy into loving my husband instead of trying to make my husband love me. I worked at letting go of my unmet expectations. I went beyond not fighting. I did more than bite my tongue and detach. I smiled and I loved and I gave.
For two weeks, I gave everything I had and then some.
When I was tired, I dug deeper. When I felt resentment rise up, I smiled wider and breathed deeper. I reminded myself that nothing was that bad and that my job was making him happy.
And it worked like a fucking charm.
At least, outwardly. We laughed and we played. He smiled and visibly relaxed. We didn’t have a single fight about schedules or responsibilities and everyone seemed to be more at ease.
It was hard to deny that the problem had been me all along, and not him.
My anger, my resentment, my frustration and need for “fairness” – all of it had disappeared the moment *I* removed it. And nothing was left in it’s place but peace and harmony.
Damn it, that’s humbling.
But still! YAY! Marriage figured out! Happily ever after here we come! All I have to do is be a wonderful, loving wife instead of an angry, demanding shrew and everything works just fine! Somebody give this lady a talk show!
Except…
Well…
It seems…
I still suck at this.
Because over the course of the two weeks I noticed that my husband was receptive to the extra attention. He was appreciative of the peace. He was even, at times, grateful for the added care. What he wasn’t… was reciprocal.
Not that I was supposed to notice.
And I didn’t. At first. I was focused on his needs and his happiness. I put myself on the back burner and turned down the heat. I told myself that his happiness was ultimately the same as our happiness. I reminded myself of this as the days went by and I started to feel like maybe there was an entirely new reincarnation of imbalance in my home.
And I was completely full of shit.
I SUCK at humility. I SUCK ASS at submission and selflessness.
To every troll who has ever come here to tell me what a horrible, demanding, shrew of a wife I am? YOU’RE RIGHT! YOU WIN! YAY FOR YOU!
I fucking tried the other way. I gave and I gave until I feared I wouldn’t have another fucking ounce left in me. But I did it thinking that at some point the favor would be returned. I had this perfect little plan in my head where I would take care of him and then he would take care of me.
AND THAT’S NOT THE WAY IT WORKS!
AT ALL!
I took care of him like a good little wife. I smiled and I nodded and I – well, let’s just say I gave a lot, OK? And he smiled and patted me on the head with a kiss and a “thanks!” and went on about his merry fucking way.
UM, EXCUSE ME?
Why can’t I do this? Why can’t I get this right? Why can’t I be like those women who genuinely don’t need so god damn much? Why can’t I just build my whole damn life around this man with no ulterior motive or expectations of my own?
I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that the last question… my last why… is why doesn’t he want to take care of me?
But I don’t think I want to know the answer to that question. The odds seem to indicate that the problem there would lie with me also, and not him.
Maybe some people just suck at marriage.
Perhaps I am one of them.
The evidence certainly seems to be leaning in that direction.
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Ian Reply:
February 28th, 2009 at 8:31 pm
@othurme….you are on the ball..!! why do you think marriages don’t work….its these selfish women…that allow there brains to function in the wrong way…??? relationships..reciprocal…please…you have had the wrong priest teaching you the gospel..??
John 6:12 blessed is the bitch that parts her lips…!!!
Luv
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