I Hate My Wife
She is intelligent, talented, and, in her way, attractive.
HOWEVER, she is also narcissistic, rude, uncaring, self-absorbed, and extremely given to self-pity. She has cheated on me, wooing an ex-high school boyfriend with complete hog-wash stories about how tough, yet romantic her life is despite the fact that her husband – me – is mentally unstable. Unhappy with my life is not the same as experiencing extreme bipolar symptoms. She spends the money needed for rent, bills, and medical care for the kids, as if we had endless supplies of cash (and, when confronted on this "problem," gets weepy and says, "I know! I'm terrible. It's all my fault!" Yes, I point out, it IS all your fault, but that leads only to her storming off in a huff (sometime a minute and a huff) and takes it out on the kids. Where does the money go? She spends it on . . . gad, I rarely know what. Booze? If so, I only wish she were at least happier. On someone else? Fine, he/she/they/it can have her! In the meanwhile, we are about to be evicted from our house (we've only been there a few months) and have our car repossessed. And our power, gas, and water turned off (a moot point, yes, if we are evicted, but still . . .)
I’d leave in a heartbeat but for the facts that I haven’t the money to go anywhere and that the kids have a tough enough time, dumping them with an almost out of control mad woman is more than they deserve.
HOWEVER, she is also narcissistic, rude, uncaring, self-absorbed, and extremely given to self-pity. She has cheated on me, wooing an ex-high school boyfriend with complete hog-wash stories about how tough, yet romantic her life is despite the fact that her husband – me – is mentally unstable. Unhappy with my life is not the same as experiencing extreme bipolar symptoms. She spends the money needed for rent, bills, and medical care for the kids, as if we had endless supplies of cash (and, when confronted on this "problem," gets weepy and says, "I know! I'm terrible. It's all my fault!" Yes, I point out, it IS all your fault, but that leads only to her storming off in a huff (sometime a minute and a huff) and takes it out on the kids. Where does the money go? She spends it on . . . gad, I rarely know what. Booze? If so, I only wish she were at least happier. On someone else? Fine, he/she/they/it can have her! In the meanwhile, we are about to be evicted from our house (we've only been there a few months) and have our car repossessed. And our power, gas, and water turned off (a moot point, yes, if we are evicted, but still . . .)
I’d leave in a heartbeat but for the facts that I haven’t the money to go anywhere and that the kids have a tough enough time, dumping them with an almost out of control mad woman is more than they deserve.