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catholic34
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I have been married for 24 years today.
Over the years my wife has been mentally dissengaged from the family. The kids consistent memory of her is that she is always impatient and never wants to do anything with them.
She hates housekeeping and seems mentally unable to do much more than grocery shopping and taxi service for the kids.
Religious education at home only happens if I schedule it. She is devout but has no initiative to teach the children and her behavior towards them has led to some of the older kids distancing from the Faith.
She says she wants her kids to think of her more than the parent who just tells them what to do and gets angry all the time but my attempts to get her to actually do things with the kids produce minimal temporary results at best. For example, we have a park just a few minutes from our house. We’ve lived here for many years and she thinks she may have taken kids to the park once in six years, even though they used to ask regularly. She also can’t seem to manage to set up play times with the kids’ friends unless I repeatedly remind her to.
She also says that she is fat and ugly and doesn’t want the kids to remember her that way but she won’t exercise, dresses in ways that aren’t at all flattering, and has had minimal consistency with healthy eating.
I have tried to talk to her about these problems over the years but we are basically at the same place we were nearly twenty years ago. She has started to spend more time with our youngest daughter so there may be hope there. She has also seen a counselor but last time she went, at my recommendation, she talked about her worries about the children losing the Faith instead of about her actual problems that are the source. When she came home and told me what the counselor had offered as advice, I could barely figure out what to say since she had avoided the whole point of the visit.
Unfortunately, I have taken my frustration with her out on the kids all these years. I have recently begun reconciling with the older kids and am trying to fix things as best I can. I just don’t know how to fix things with my wife.
I realized today that if we had started dating now, I would never have married her. I also don’t know the best way forward. I never suffered from depression until I was married but now am down pretty regularly as I realize my wife is basically a mediocre teenage housekeeper instead of a spouse.
I hate it when Mothers’ Day comes around because I almost end up crying in the card aisle trying to find a card that isn’t a lie about how great a mom she is.
I also see that pretty much everything that can be done to improve our family life is going to have to be my responsibility with her tagging along like one of the kids instead of as a helpmate.
I know my reactions aren’t saintly but I don’t know what I should do instead. I am basically looking down the road at the rest of our marriage being the only adult in the relationship and resenting my wife for her lack of assistance. I will never leave but my love for her has been intellectual only since I realized many years ago how horrible she was at being a mother.
Over the years my wife has been mentally dissengaged from the family. The kids consistent memory of her is that she is always impatient and never wants to do anything with them.
She hates housekeeping and seems mentally unable to do much more than grocery shopping and taxi service for the kids.
Religious education at home only happens if I schedule it. She is devout but has no initiative to teach the children and her behavior towards them has led to some of the older kids distancing from the Faith.
She says she wants her kids to think of her more than the parent who just tells them what to do and gets angry all the time but my attempts to get her to actually do things with the kids produce minimal temporary results at best. For example, we have a park just a few minutes from our house. We’ve lived here for many years and she thinks she may have taken kids to the park once in six years, even though they used to ask regularly. She also can’t seem to manage to set up play times with the kids’ friends unless I repeatedly remind her to.
She also says that she is fat and ugly and doesn’t want the kids to remember her that way but she won’t exercise, dresses in ways that aren’t at all flattering, and has had minimal consistency with healthy eating.
I have tried to talk to her about these problems over the years but we are basically at the same place we were nearly twenty years ago. She has started to spend more time with our youngest daughter so there may be hope there. She has also seen a counselor but last time she went, at my recommendation, she talked about her worries about the children losing the Faith instead of about her actual problems that are the source. When she came home and told me what the counselor had offered as advice, I could barely figure out what to say since she had avoided the whole point of the visit.
Unfortunately, I have taken my frustration with her out on the kids all these years. I have recently begun reconciling with the older kids and am trying to fix things as best I can. I just don’t know how to fix things with my wife.
I realized today that if we had started dating now, I would never have married her. I also don’t know the best way forward. I never suffered from depression until I was married but now am down pretty regularly as I realize my wife is basically a mediocre teenage housekeeper instead of a spouse.
I hate it when Mothers’ Day comes around because I almost end up crying in the card aisle trying to find a card that isn’t a lie about how great a mom she is.
I also see that pretty much everything that can be done to improve our family life is going to have to be my responsibility with her tagging along like one of the kids instead of as a helpmate.
I know my reactions aren’t saintly but I don’t know what I should do instead. I am basically looking down the road at the rest of our marriage being the only adult in the relationship and resenting my wife for her lack of assistance. I will never leave but my love for her has been intellectual only since I realized many years ago how horrible she was at being a mother.