I went fishing today with some friends. We didn't catch a thing, but I had a great time. One of the guys I was with complained because we didn't catch anything, and I told him "that's why it's called fishing, not catching." I love fishing because of how peaceful it is, not for actually catching fish. I could fish for a month, not catch a thing, and be perfectly happy.
Fishing also gives me time to think. Today, of course, my thoughts drifted to my wife, and one of my thoughts interested me very much. My W and I never really fought. Neither of us really communicated our issues well. If something bothered me, 9 times out of 10 I just ate it, and then the tenth time I just got angry, walked away, and in 15 minutes I'd be fine. My W, if something pissed her off, she wouldn't get outwardly angry, she'd just sit on it for days, and then if she wanted to she'd talk about it after sitting on it. She always said she didn't want to discuss things while she was angry. We never really outwardly fought or got angry with one another. Maybe we should have. My outbursts weren't good, and I think that for her, after a while, just sitting on things, they just festered, and she began down this path. I never wanted to upset her, to make her mad, that was a definite problem from my end. Maybe we should have fought some.
Somehow I think that fighting with her would make a poor 180 though... haha
Me: 28 W: 28 Together: 9.5 years Married: 4 years Bomb dropped and W moved out: 6/15/14
