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guiltycatholic
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I guess I’m just venting, really. Feeling a little lonely in my marriage - a lot lonely. I don’t want to be the wife that idolizes my husband and expects him to fulfill me in every way. But I do wish we were friends. Sometimes it seems like we just got together somehow and now we’re stuck. We’ve been married 5 years - it seems a little early to feel this way. Like maybe when you’ve been together 15, 25 years it’s reasonable to think you don’t feel in love anymore… but it’s kinda always been this way for us.
He’s VERY “dedicated” to his job. I put that in quotes because I think it goes way beyond dedication. It’s not even ABOUT his job, that’s just what it happens to be. It’s about him not having (what I consider to be) the right proiorities.
Yes, he works long hours. He’s on salary so he doesn’t get paid more, he just works more. He considers himself very important at his job. I’m not saying he’s unimportant, but the place will survive without him and he really doesn’t believe that. He works at Walmart but he considers himself always on call, as if he were an obstetrician or something. He doesn’t stand up to people so he’s always getting the extra jobs that others refused to do. He says he has to go in on his days off because everyone else says no, and he doesn’t see the irony in that. There’s a problem with the job.
But like I said, that’s just the symptom of the problem, how it happens to manifest. I stay home with our two kids and I need some time away from them sometimes. He knows this. I’ve told him this countless times. Yet he stays away a much as possible, it seems. Which means I have to stay in with the kids. Paying a babysitter occasionally is pretty much out of the question in his mind. I’ve done it anyway because my sanity depends on it, but I feel like a bad wife since it’s like I’m doing it to defy him. There’s no way I can get “permission” to do it, so I have to do it without his knowledge.
When he gets off work, instead of coming home he stays an extra two hours chatting with someone who came in to shop. Or he drives 30 minutes out of the way to drop off a coworker who’s having car trouble. Or he goes out to the bowling alley with his friends, like tonight. Once in a while, I can understand, but this is at least twice a week. If I complain, not only does it not get through to him at all, but then he makes me out to be a bad guy because “I don’t want him to help others or have fun.”
I just want him to act like a grown up dad with two kids and a wife! I want him to say “Sorry Joe I can’t do that because I need to get home - maybe Single Childless Guy can help you.” Going out with friends is fine, but why don’t I ever get to go? I would love to be included or have my own time out with my own friends. He truly TRULY believes we don’t have enough money for me to go out and do things, or pay a babysitter. He might as well say, “We don’t have enough money for you to go out because I want to go out.”
I want to be a good mom. I want to be a sacrificing wife. I want to be patient and understanding. I feel selfish for wanting time away from the house and the kids. But it’s an upstairs two bedroom apartment that gets smaller everyday, and my husband is out in lala land while I have to do everything!
It’s not much better when he is home. Of course, there’s no security because they could always call him and he’d go rushing in, even on his days off. But if they don’t call him in, he wants to sleep til noon, play video games, eat whenever he feels hungry instead of with the family… you get the picture. Again, if I say anything, I’m nagging and I don’t appreciate him and I’m trying to control him and I don’t realize how hard he works and I don’t want him to have fun or relax.
I feel at a total loss. To make matters worse, we are currently having to practice prolonged abstinence because of my health and needing not to conceive. So it’s like there’s absolutely no connection between us.
I don’t mean to paint such a terrible picture of him. He’s a good guy, all around. He’s not an alcoholic, he doesn’t beat me, he’s not addicted to porn, he reads to the kids, he’s staying with me even though I have medical problems and we can’t have sex… maybe my standards are too high. Am I totally off base?
It’s terrible… I have less and less respect for him all the time. I know I should respect him but I’m straining to find things I respect about him. When I do find some things, it’s like they just don’t make up for all the rest. I’d like to have a man I’m proud of but instead I feel like I married a kid. Someone tell me something other than “see a counselor” - you might have guessed - we can’t afford that!
He’s VERY “dedicated” to his job. I put that in quotes because I think it goes way beyond dedication. It’s not even ABOUT his job, that’s just what it happens to be. It’s about him not having (what I consider to be) the right proiorities.
Yes, he works long hours. He’s on salary so he doesn’t get paid more, he just works more. He considers himself very important at his job. I’m not saying he’s unimportant, but the place will survive without him and he really doesn’t believe that. He works at Walmart but he considers himself always on call, as if he were an obstetrician or something. He doesn’t stand up to people so he’s always getting the extra jobs that others refused to do. He says he has to go in on his days off because everyone else says no, and he doesn’t see the irony in that. There’s a problem with the job.
But like I said, that’s just the symptom of the problem, how it happens to manifest. I stay home with our two kids and I need some time away from them sometimes. He knows this. I’ve told him this countless times. Yet he stays away a much as possible, it seems. Which means I have to stay in with the kids. Paying a babysitter occasionally is pretty much out of the question in his mind. I’ve done it anyway because my sanity depends on it, but I feel like a bad wife since it’s like I’m doing it to defy him. There’s no way I can get “permission” to do it, so I have to do it without his knowledge.
When he gets off work, instead of coming home he stays an extra two hours chatting with someone who came in to shop. Or he drives 30 minutes out of the way to drop off a coworker who’s having car trouble. Or he goes out to the bowling alley with his friends, like tonight. Once in a while, I can understand, but this is at least twice a week. If I complain, not only does it not get through to him at all, but then he makes me out to be a bad guy because “I don’t want him to help others or have fun.”
I just want him to act like a grown up dad with two kids and a wife! I want him to say “Sorry Joe I can’t do that because I need to get home - maybe Single Childless Guy can help you.” Going out with friends is fine, but why don’t I ever get to go? I would love to be included or have my own time out with my own friends. He truly TRULY believes we don’t have enough money for me to go out and do things, or pay a babysitter. He might as well say, “We don’t have enough money for you to go out because I want to go out.”
I want to be a good mom. I want to be a sacrificing wife. I want to be patient and understanding. I feel selfish for wanting time away from the house and the kids. But it’s an upstairs two bedroom apartment that gets smaller everyday, and my husband is out in lala land while I have to do everything!
It’s not much better when he is home. Of course, there’s no security because they could always call him and he’d go rushing in, even on his days off. But if they don’t call him in, he wants to sleep til noon, play video games, eat whenever he feels hungry instead of with the family… you get the picture. Again, if I say anything, I’m nagging and I don’t appreciate him and I’m trying to control him and I don’t realize how hard he works and I don’t want him to have fun or relax.
I feel at a total loss. To make matters worse, we are currently having to practice prolonged abstinence because of my health and needing not to conceive. So it’s like there’s absolutely no connection between us.
I don’t mean to paint such a terrible picture of him. He’s a good guy, all around. He’s not an alcoholic, he doesn’t beat me, he’s not addicted to porn, he reads to the kids, he’s staying with me even though I have medical problems and we can’t have sex… maybe my standards are too high. Am I totally off base?
It’s terrible… I have less and less respect for him all the time. I know I should respect him but I’m straining to find things I respect about him. When I do find some things, it’s like they just don’t make up for all the rest. I’d like to have a man I’m proud of but instead I feel like I married a kid. Someone tell me something other than “see a counselor” - you might have guessed - we can’t afford that!