Sometimes I wish I didn't marry my wife. I don't want kids with her anymore. She's vindictive. Doesn't let me sleep before work. I have to do all the housework. And work too. I cook. Sometimes I remember what it was like to be single. I didn't like that. But it sure beats the arguing all the time. I don't tell her how I feel anymore. She doesn't care nor listen. I got into an accident a few weeks ago (I'm fine) so I called and told her, she told me that she couldn't talk because she was tired. I often experience episodes of depression which I have told her about and she didn't really care about that either. I get more love and feeling from our cat. What's the point of being married if this is what it's like?