Cheshire_cat71
Epitome of unique
- Joined
- Jan 19, 2024
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I could Have written this same thing, only I am The wifeHi Curvy,
I can relate. Been married for nearly 20 years and my wife and I make a good parenting team (I mean, as good as flawed human beings can be), we manage life and its upheavals well, and we've been to hell and back on more than one occasion. What I'm getting at is, we make great business partners and are fairly well aligned on most topics, but there is no connection. She's into art, I'm into music. She's into hiking, my back says hell no. Etc.
She doesn't know me, the real me, and as we've aged, I've found we don't have some of the basic values that we started out from. I tried for so long to get to know her inner self, but that's been a more shifting target than a wave upon the sea.
Now, there's a mortgage, and kids, and aging parents, and on and on. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't given up. But I have. I trudge on in my own cell of purgatory until death do we part. She hasn't admitted to it, but I have; knowing what I know now - which includes knowing myself, I wouldn't marry her again.
We don't have a spark, never have. And I only know that because I briefly encountered a spark shortly before I knew her and I acted the fool and lost that opportunity. Then, only a few years ago, I found the soul-binding connection with a most unlikely candidate. But it was there, and it was real, and it was what I'd hoped for - but it couldn't be.
I sound like quite the complainer, don't I? But I feel cursed, I really do. Damned if I do. Damned if I don't.
Hopefully, my diatribe was a meaningful contribution.