So true. So true. Love ur writing style too. |
| OP. This is how things started with my ex when everything went downhill. It’s not even the criticism- it’s the inability to understand that other people have different ways of doing things and different points of view. He’s a narcissist like my ex. I can see the writing on the wall. Maybe it never gets worse than this for you and you can manage with gray rock responses. Good luck. But in my case when we hit a rough patch in our lives his behavior escalated and it’s been a nightmare to say the least. |
| “Fundamentally different” is one of those phrases people like to use when they are contemplating exiting the marriage |
Do you mean Once in a Lifetime or a different song? |
Well you can do those things to endure the marriages. But what’s the point if you’re still miserable? And doing those things won’t exactly foster intimacy. OP I had identical experience with my now ex. Once I left I didn’t realize how much of a weight I lived under. I’m now with someone who isn’t constantly critiquing me. I don’t know why I tolerated that treatment for so long. |
Thank you for this one. |
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I am picturing him making gazpacho for me with a teeny tiny apron that comically covers his middle. Perfect teeth and twinkling eyes.
Probably served pottery he got in the divorce. He laughs about that now |
| He sounds very controlling. |
| Gazpacho in your colorful pottery. Maybe you even fought about the design on the way home from the market. It had too much blue, which can be dangerous for the kids. |
Once in a life time. I looked around my master bedroom and said “This is not my house …” |
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“This is not my beautiful wife.” .. my poor former hubby had ballooned in size, I too was out of shape, over tired and so unhappy!
Btw, the micro talk from bother genders is an age and parent thing |
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momsplaining, microguiding and manspaling
it’s all annoying but predictable. |
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same poster as above
I went rock climbing this week. A mom of a six year old in our group (she was waiting, I was climbing with my teen) said “gooood job” in my face. She had crazy-wide eyes. I just looked at her blank. I get why she did it. Don’t tell me we don’t do that sort of stuff at home. I did |
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So why would that woman speak to me that way? So weird, right ? Not really. She spoke to to me exactly how she talked to her young daughter. It was really off-putting and ridiculous to me.
Turns out she was quite nice. Perhaps she had a hard time with transitions… |
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Live a quiet, peaceful, happy life. This sounds like a bunch of shit.
These arrogant pieces of shit never change. Just get out. |