can I get some encouragment?
This is letter I want to write to my wife-but I need some outside perspective-thanks:
I am sitting here and you are watching tv on the opposite sides of the apartment
I dont think this what we dreamed our marriage would be like
I find myself asking the same questions over and over again
It is the same arguments over and over again
I cant help but feel like we are creating or recreating our own child unresolved issues
You had a domineering father
I had a domineering mother
and I think we both decided that we were going to be different then our parents
So no one gives in, and we are at a stalemate-neither of us trust the other
I say to myself how stupid I was to believe that I could be the exception.
I saw all the signs before we were married
She doesnt want a man, she wants to prove that she doesnt need anyone
She wants a girlfriend not a husband, she compares me with her girlfriends and I always fail
She treats strangers better then she does me
She doesnt respect her family
She thinks she is right most of the time
She doesnt trust anyone-everyone lets her down
She does her own thing every time
She criticizes everyone so no one can touch her soul
And I
Wanted someone to love
Wanted to be accepted ( I hated who I was)
Wanted to prove that I was lovable ( I didnt love myself-then)
Wanted to make someone happy (this was very unhealthy-I realize now)
Wanted to be wanted ( I didnt feel significant)
Wanted to be cared about ( I didnt feel worthy)
Wanted to be admired ( I felt ashamed)
Wanted to be respected ( I felt rejected and abandoned)
what I see now is that I picked someone who reflected the most darkest parts of my psyche
the self hater, the doubter, the negative cynic, the condemner and accuser
I made my internal problem external so I could conquer these issues. I wanted my fight to no longer be within. And it still is-only you have now taken on the voice that has resided within me.
I cant help but feel like we turned into your parents. And I turned you into my dark side.
Two people who live in a house with completely separate lives-
that is the direction that we are going
we talk but it never goes anywhere-for either of us
you never change
NOR DO I
So do we go on living in this hell? This void of love?
I am sitting here and you are watching tv on the opposite sides of the apartment
I dont think this what we dreamed our marriage would be like
I find myself asking the same questions over and over again
It is the same arguments over and over again
I cant help but feel like we are creating or recreating our own child unresolved issues
You had a domineering father
I had a domineering mother
and I think we both decided that we were going to be different then our parents
So no one gives in, and we are at a stalemate-neither of us trust the other
I say to myself how stupid I was to believe that I could be the exception.
I saw all the signs before we were married
She doesnt want a man, she wants to prove that she doesnt need anyone
She wants a girlfriend not a husband, she compares me with her girlfriends and I always fail
She treats strangers better then she does me
She doesnt respect her family
She thinks she is right most of the time
She doesnt trust anyone-everyone lets her down
She does her own thing every time
She criticizes everyone so no one can touch her soul
And I
Wanted someone to love
Wanted to be accepted ( I hated who I was)
Wanted to prove that I was lovable ( I didnt love myself-then)
Wanted to make someone happy (this was very unhealthy-I realize now)
Wanted to be wanted ( I didnt feel significant)
Wanted to be cared about ( I didnt feel worthy)
Wanted to be admired ( I felt ashamed)
Wanted to be respected ( I felt rejected and abandoned)
what I see now is that I picked someone who reflected the most darkest parts of my psyche
the self hater, the doubter, the negative cynic, the condemner and accuser
I made my internal problem external so I could conquer these issues. I wanted my fight to no longer be within. And it still is-only you have now taken on the voice that has resided within me.
I cant help but feel like we turned into your parents. And I turned you into my dark side.
Two people who live in a house with completely separate lives-
that is the direction that we are going
we talk but it never goes anywhere-for either of us
you never change
NOR DO I
So do we go on living in this hell? This void of love?