Don't Understand

She says she cares about our finances, but spends without care. She says she likes sex, but she never seems to want it, there's always an excuse, usually she's sick or tired. She's definitely a hypochondriac, there's always something wrong with her health...amazing she's still around given what she's had. We live very nicely in a tony town, but nothing is good enough. She nudges, she nags, she's always right. She cares more about her parents - and spends incredible amounts of time focused on them - than her husband and son, which really doesn't make for a happy family. I am lonely. I am so lonely. There's nothing to say to her, we are on completely different wavelengths. It's draining. But every morning I wake up in a good mood, looking for a good day. If she isn't screaming at the top of her lungs because she is disturbed in some way by our young son, then it's rare. I am a very good person but I am suffering, and it sometimes causes me to lose my temper - I end up barking and saying nasty things. But I'm no robot. I have feelings, deep feelings, somehow hoping that someday I'll find someone with whom I can share those feelings, share our lives in a positive way...enjoy one another, be positive, work together, be happy.