Blackfoot: You should be taking the stance that you will focus on being a great wife.
I find it offensive to 'focus on being a great wife'. I just want to be a great person and my H can want to be with me or not. For some reason the words 'a great wife' surface imagery of me cooking dinner and getting H his beer out of the fridge for him. That's just not me. I see the same attitudes in my sister, so clearly this must have something to do with the way we were raised. Her and I are both fiercely competitive and independent. That's why it sickens her that I stay in this M.
Blackfoot: Most people are sensitive to topics they take personally.
This is a free advice BB. Im not going to say IMO 500x per post. Its a given. Ask yourself why you allow yourself to get so fired up. This is an important thing to identify for yourself, and your M.
I have a problem with authority. Especially perceived authority. I don't really know why. I don't even believe in God and tend to get irritated when people talk about hell, etc because it seems to go against everything a loving God would do if there was one. I went to a Lutheran school for 3rd and 4th grade and then told my parents I wanted to switch. Couldn't stand the miserable, b!tchy teachers, couldn't understand why they were so awful to the kids (maybe it was just me ) if they supposedly understood the love of God. I never felt any freakin love around there I can tell ya that. I used to go to church with a very religious boyfriend when I was 16. The preacher drove a Cadillac, his wife wore a fur and he would visit Waldenbooks where I worked frequently to buy magazines on snowmobiles, computers, etc. All things that probably 2/3 of his congregation did not have and could never afford. Even a selfish, immature 16 year old could see the injustice of that! That's just a sidenote. My Dad also yelled a lot and I've learned throughout my life that the people who think they have the most power really have none. It has caused me to question authority right from the start.
"Happiness is a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you."
) if they supposedly understood the love of God. I never felt any freakin love around there I can tell ya that. I used to go to church with a very religious boyfriend when I was 16. The preacher drove a Cadillac, his wife wore a fur and he would visit Waldenbooks where I worked frequently to buy magazines on snowmobiles, computers, etc. All things that probably 2/3 of his congregation did not have and could never afford. Even a selfish, immature 16 year old could see the injustice of that! That's just a sidenote. My Dad also yelled a lot and I've learned throughout my life that the people who think they have the most power really have none. It has caused me to question authority right from the start. 