Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:Strangely, I'm sympathetic to the OP's situation, but not to the OP. The facts are compelling, but the tone of her posts is odd. It all sounds like "this isn't what I signed up for, so now I want a refund."
I think she will leave her husband, or he'll file for divorce, the husband will get primary custody, and she'll end up ordered to pay alimony and child support. Amazing what happens when the laws are gender-neutral.
Um no - I never said I want a refund. I just want my husband to get his head out of the clouds and come down to reality and be part of the team. So easy for people to make comments like yours when they are not in the same situation. Tell me
how happy and understanding you'd feel if you were me? Really, go back and read what's going on here. I'm pissed. Don't I have a right to be pissed? I came here to vent - sorry you don't like my "tone".
How do you think I feel when my family, friends or anyone asks me - hey has your husband found a job yet? How's his business going? They all look at me like I'm a pathetic little kitten. I'm the fucking sob story that everyone gets to talk about when they get together for drinks. I'm so goddamn embarrassed that I don't' even want to talk or go out with my friends anymore. Because you know why? All they do is talk about all the new furniture they bought, what outfit they should wear, where they went on vacation or where they went out to eat. Just bullshit materialistic crap. And then they look at me and don't know what to say. I wish my biggest problem was deciding what I'm going to wear tomorrow, or where our next vacation will be.
So not only do I have to worry everyday about money, where we are going to live, how we can feed our family and survive, but I also have to live with the shame of where my life is right now. Yes, I am ashamed. And anyone else who berates me for feeling this way has never walked a day in my shoes.