Here are two other reasons. Mama's boy and intolerance to getting old. The only person my hubby has ever truly cared about is his mother. Even though she passed 20 years ago, she is still a dividing entity in our family. We all just learned never to bring her up, even in a good light, as it would always end up wrong some how.
The man will bend over backwards for complete strangers and treat them with utmost consideration. His family gets treated like dirt and he cannot see it.
He absolutely cannot tolerate the effects of me getting older. He does not believe that my eye sight is not the superman eye sight I had eight years ago. I cannot see my dinner plate clearly without reading glasses now, and he keeps insisting that I can and gets angry when he shows me something and I say I need my glasses to see it. He said the optometrist was bad when he said I needed glasses to see. The prescription had to be wrong.
I am getting considerably weaker. I have been sitting in a bus eight hours a day for three years and have lost my ability to lift 100 lb feed sacks and cement bags. That makes me lazy. Its just an excuse to stand around twiddling my thumbs. I get tired and have lost my mojo. Anyways you all get the drift.
People love the guy, I don't anymore. I have been doing my best to understand and carry my weight but I cannot any longer. I know I am hated.
There was a thread here somewhere about phrases I never want to hear again.
Shut the %$# up
Who cares
You deserve what you get
Tell yourself enough stories and you begin to believe them
You are a liar and a manipulator
You are lazy (I put in 12-16 hours a day between the farm work, cooking and driving the bus) I haven't gotten the out building repair list taken care of or the barns cleaned as I have been tiling floors and bathrooms to sell the farm)
He asked for divorce today. I saw that one coming, but I bet know one else did. He makes a point to build me up to others but when they leave, he tears me down.
41 one years. I was a 14 year old ignorant country bumpkin when I met him and married at 19. Apparently I haven't changed much.
Sorry, I guess this more of a rant then anything.