Whether tis nobler to suffer the slings and arrows of criticism, complaints, insults and demands,
or to take up a packed suitcase and leave a sea of troubles, and so end them?
That pretty much sums it up. For an NT, it would have been a no brainer long ago. But as we all know, we are different. The familiar hell is more comfortable than the unknown potential paradise. If I leave, I am truly alone again and virtually no possibility of that changing. That thought alone is scary and mentally, almost physically painful. Yet staying in a loveless marriage (married only in a technical sense, nobody would call what we have a marriage) stressful, maddening, and frustrating.
I'm not sure I'm seeking advice or comments here, maybe I just need to rant a bit.
She lives by a few simple rules. Never miss on opportunity to complain, criticize, or insult (I don't think she can go three sentences without it). Anything that does not fit the category problem must, by definition, belong in the category disaster. I hate to butcher Will Rogers this way, but she never met a person she didn't dislike. Everybody in the world is out to cheat or humiliate her (oftentimes through me). She is the world expert on everything. Thus, anyone who disagrees must, but definition, be either retarded, psychopathic, or an enemy. If you do not agree, then you must be working against her. If I am working on something, she has no idea what I am doing, what is wrong, what the procedures are, or what the goal is, but she will tell me in excruciating detail what to do about it. She can summarize a five minute video in only ten minutes. She has yet to actually finish summarizing a movie. Our son regularly says things along the lines of "Mom, I love you, but you are making me crazy!"
OK, so now what?
or to take up a packed suitcase and leave a sea of troubles, and so end them?
That pretty much sums it up. For an NT, it would have been a no brainer long ago. But as we all know, we are different. The familiar hell is more comfortable than the unknown potential paradise. If I leave, I am truly alone again and virtually no possibility of that changing. That thought alone is scary and mentally, almost physically painful. Yet staying in a loveless marriage (married only in a technical sense, nobody would call what we have a marriage) stressful, maddening, and frustrating.
I'm not sure I'm seeking advice or comments here, maybe I just need to rant a bit.
She lives by a few simple rules. Never miss on opportunity to complain, criticize, or insult (I don't think she can go three sentences without it). Anything that does not fit the category problem must, by definition, belong in the category disaster. I hate to butcher Will Rogers this way, but she never met a person she didn't dislike. Everybody in the world is out to cheat or humiliate her (oftentimes through me). She is the world expert on everything. Thus, anyone who disagrees must, but definition, be either retarded, psychopathic, or an enemy. If you do not agree, then you must be working against her. If I am working on something, she has no idea what I am doing, what is wrong, what the procedures are, or what the goal is, but she will tell me in excruciating detail what to do about it. She can summarize a five minute video in only ten minutes. She has yet to actually finish summarizing a movie. Our son regularly says things along the lines of "Mom, I love you, but you are making me crazy!"
OK, so now what?