I was just trying to provide some context to how she was acting. It didn’t bother me that she didn’t want to go. That’s fine. I left and was excited as soon as I walked out the door. I wasn’t bothered by her response. I was just giving an example of her irritability.
I’ll leave it at this. I really don’t know what I am. When I get off work and she is not there. I’m not disappointed. I look forward to the little bit of time alone. When she pulls up with S. I’m happy to see her. If she is in a bad mood, I don’t get my feelings hurt I just let her be. I was fine with the way things went last night. I will admit there was a small pant of sadness once I was there cause lots of people were asking “where’s W?” But that pang was brief. I still feel guilty for my share of the M problems. But I don’t feel responsible for her happiness. I enjoy myself when I’m not around her more than I do when I’m with her. I feel like having the big R talk with her so that if it is over, it’s over and no more limbo. I don’t feel like I have done as good as I could of however in the last 3 months. But the one certaintity is. I’m tired of the limbo. Make up your mind. Because I know for a 100 percent fact I will be fine without her.
I want her to make up her mind. And I am ok with whatever. I promise that. But if I am needlessly throwing away a marriage because of impatience. That would make me sad. Does that make sense? It’s not me fretting about am I really done or not. It’s me fretting about becoming another divorce stat when if I would have just been patient things would have worked out. That being said. I’m out of patience. You love me or you don’t. Be my wife or don’t. Because I’m tired.
I hope this makes sense. I’m not arguing with you guys. You guys are much wiser than I. But I do think some things have been lost in translation in this text format
Thanks
Just saw your above post AS. thank you. You are right
