I'll admit, I never had a real relationship, so I obviously have an idealised view of what it must be like, and no actual clue. I get that. But there are some parts of relationships that are the same, no matter what the name and details of that relationship.
But why can't people just communicate with each other? Why can't grown adults try to broach the problem with their partner, with a listening ear? There are two people in every relationship like this (discounting people outside the marriage/partnership who may be involved), and it is up to them to communicate their needs and desires, and and listen to the other's, surely?
Why are you looking to us for answers about what you should do? Talk to your wife and/or maybe a close friend or counsellor who knows you, and work out together what will be best not only for you two, but as Elit says, your children. And if she doesn't want to talk to you about what her issues are, you tried, and that should give you some clue as to what your next move should be.
I can honestly say, no, I haven't.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! Do NOT lie to me, EVER!
Ask me for attention, sure. If I'm able, you can have it.
Sure, ask me personal questions if you must, and I will try to answer as far as I am comfortable to.
But do not EVER, EVER, EVER FUCKING LIE TO ME!
EVER!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!
And people wonder why I don't trust them?! I want to STOP being nice to people. I want to tell moany, whiney fucking annoying people to FUCK OFF! I am NOT a healthy shoulder to cry on! If you hadn't noticed, I'm a fucking lame duck myself, and the last thing a fucking lame duck wants, needs, and can cope with is to be leaned on by another fucking lame duck!
Why? Is it funny? Are you like that bastard who broke my heart because he wanted me to feel a little happiness before he trod all over it on purpose? Or the other one who pretended to repair it and then stamped on it again because he got a better fucking offer from somebody he actually liked? Is it a game? What do you get out of it? I'm at a loss! Do you LIKE taking a sharp pointy stick and stabbing it into people's sore bits, just so you can wiggle it around and let the crap come pouring out? I'm GLAD I already had too much crap pouring out to let you wiggle your fucking sharp pointy stick. If you lie to me again, I will shove that fucking sharp pointy stick right up your lying fucking ass until it comes out your brainless fucking head and we can use it as a novelty fucking memo stick!
Why don't you just FUCK OFF and leave me alone?!
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