hammerheadshark
New Member
Never imagined I will be posting here with such a depressing topic but somehow I feel that the entire marriage is completely one-sided. Since there is a mix of male & female here, it would be of a balanced opinion.
When we first got to know each other and when we were together, I told myself harshly, "Give up your old days of partying. Get yourself checked. Sober up! Because this is the girl for you!"
So with that in mind, I went for multiple blood tests to ensure that I am alright physically and told her everything (absolutely... everything) honestly. While it shocked her that I was not the perfect Saint, I made a solemn commitment to her and to her only. Well, took me a couple of weeks to break off contact completely with a couple of friends and when the other single ladies heard I had a girlfriend, they smiled, wished me all the best (just as I'd wished them), shook hands for a final time turned around and left.
Perhaps baring all my skeletons in my closet had an unintended effect on her or I was too stupid in doing so. Shortly after, during arguments, she happily dredged up my past and heaped loads of shit on me. We had countless arguments over this but I made a very careful note and swore never to raise her skeletons in her closet and acknowledged that my life before me knowing her was indeed pretty screwed.
After several major arguments, makeups and so on. I'd decided to propose. The reasons for my proposal are very clear:
- Absolute Commitment to her and our family
- Trust
- Love
She agreed and we had our marriage.
It was not all smooth sailing during marriage preparation though as I somehow get the feeling that she wasn't really handling many things other than preparation of her guest list and doing pretty stuff like, "Oh I would like to have... etc, etc.". Well, the responsibility's on the guy isn't it? So I dived straight in and spent countless nights preparing stuff, checking programme and so on. I began to empathize with Wedding Planners at that moment in time and suddenly had full admiration and had a newfound respect for their jobs.
All was fine after marriage until recently, she began to get a little quarrelsome AGAIN. When it comes to money matters, she did not hesitate to rain insults on my family member whom I had extended a study loan of over $30K to and rained insults on my family member on not being able to return my money, her inability to find a job, lazing around the house, not doing work, shaking legs and so on.
I had tried to resolve the situation by telling her to... Well, spend some time understanding my family members just as I had spent my time and effort trying to understand hers, spending time with her family and friends, interacting and talking to them, offering to help them unconditionally, etc.
Things come to a head when she finally said that, "If you want to end it all, its up to you. I can't be bothered." This came to me as an utter shock as I had told myself over and over again that I am sticking to my wedding vows till "death do us apart" and the "D" word is the last thing on my mind (not when you are married less than 2 months).
Never did it once crossed my mind that she would say it. Arguments are always constant rehashes of my past mistakes (note: NEVER HERS!) and I am wondering what is happening to me psychologically and mentally. I think I had shed more tears in the past 2 years than I had for the initial 11 years of my life.
Perhaps my ideals of how marriage should be: Both parties on equal ground, giving way, showing respect, humility and support. Seeking opinion with each other, learning from past mistakes, tolerance and looking ahead, are too idealistic that I'd failed to account that humans are humans. But I really can't understand, am I giving too much to her by working so hard on my part as a Husband and trying hard to earn the dough that she is literally taking advantage of my weaknesses for her advantage?
When we first got to know each other and when we were together, I told myself harshly, "Give up your old days of partying. Get yourself checked. Sober up! Because this is the girl for you!"
So with that in mind, I went for multiple blood tests to ensure that I am alright physically and told her everything (absolutely... everything) honestly. While it shocked her that I was not the perfect Saint, I made a solemn commitment to her and to her only. Well, took me a couple of weeks to break off contact completely with a couple of friends and when the other single ladies heard I had a girlfriend, they smiled, wished me all the best (just as I'd wished them), shook hands for a final time turned around and left.
Perhaps baring all my skeletons in my closet had an unintended effect on her or I was too stupid in doing so. Shortly after, during arguments, she happily dredged up my past and heaped loads of shit on me. We had countless arguments over this but I made a very careful note and swore never to raise her skeletons in her closet and acknowledged that my life before me knowing her was indeed pretty screwed.
After several major arguments, makeups and so on. I'd decided to propose. The reasons for my proposal are very clear:
- Absolute Commitment to her and our family
- Trust
- Love
She agreed and we had our marriage.
It was not all smooth sailing during marriage preparation though as I somehow get the feeling that she wasn't really handling many things other than preparation of her guest list and doing pretty stuff like, "Oh I would like to have... etc, etc.". Well, the responsibility's on the guy isn't it? So I dived straight in and spent countless nights preparing stuff, checking programme and so on. I began to empathize with Wedding Planners at that moment in time and suddenly had full admiration and had a newfound respect for their jobs.
All was fine after marriage until recently, she began to get a little quarrelsome AGAIN. When it comes to money matters, she did not hesitate to rain insults on my family member whom I had extended a study loan of over $30K to and rained insults on my family member on not being able to return my money, her inability to find a job, lazing around the house, not doing work, shaking legs and so on.
I had tried to resolve the situation by telling her to... Well, spend some time understanding my family members just as I had spent my time and effort trying to understand hers, spending time with her family and friends, interacting and talking to them, offering to help them unconditionally, etc.
Things come to a head when she finally said that, "If you want to end it all, its up to you. I can't be bothered." This came to me as an utter shock as I had told myself over and over again that I am sticking to my wedding vows till "death do us apart" and the "D" word is the last thing on my mind (not when you are married less than 2 months).
Never did it once crossed my mind that she would say it. Arguments are always constant rehashes of my past mistakes (note: NEVER HERS!) and I am wondering what is happening to me psychologically and mentally. I think I had shed more tears in the past 2 years than I had for the initial 11 years of my life.
Perhaps my ideals of how marriage should be: Both parties on equal ground, giving way, showing respect, humility and support. Seeking opinion with each other, learning from past mistakes, tolerance and looking ahead, are too idealistic that I'd failed to account that humans are humans. But I really can't understand, am I giving too much to her by working so hard on my part as a Husband and trying hard to earn the dough that she is literally taking advantage of my weaknesses for her advantage?