PeaB0dy
03-19-07, 12:31 AM
I don't know what to do anymore with my relationship with my wife.
It's on and off that I want to leave, and I can't talk to her, as she won't listen to me when I try and talk, and throws tantrums like a 4 year old child.
We have been together for just over 2 years.
We just got married in August last year.
Things started off great, and after 8 months I proposed to her, I thought she was the one.
There was a little heat @ the begining of the relationship, but I slowed it down, She didn't want to start having sex, because of a medical condition (she has 1 kidney) and was waiting for a doctors appointment. After 7 months of dating, there was a little bit of sex, and we got engaged around that time. I also moved in with her, into a condo her parents bought, and she was renting. I tryed to make it into a game of how many time we did it in one month, and how many we can do it the next month, but I never forced her to do it, I respected her (this went one for 2/3 months).
From that point on, things went downhill, bad and FAST. Her parents did what ever they could, slowly at first to stop things from happening. I was in a bad spot too, as I had lost a job I liked (working for a toy company that made my favourite toys..) and took a really ****ty job for a charitable organization (really helped the depression grow..). This is by September/October, we me in February.
The sex had stopped, and there was pressure from her parents to end everything and then I find out my father had an affair, I was going crazy, I had TMJ, and I wanted to pull my hair out, and I was putting on weight like crazy.
By December, we bought a house, and went to visit our Extended Famalies abroad (In Israel). For part of the time in 2 weeks, we spent it arguing and @ odds, I even called a friend back here in Canada, and I was so upset about the intimacy, I was again going crazy.
When we came back, I tryed to get the Rabbi her family deals with involved, and that goes sour. Other people also attempt to get involved, like friends of the family, and faily therapist, etc.. She also startes seeing a therapist on her own. We also start seeing a couples therapist. She dropes the family therapist, as it's going no where. We move out of her parents condo by the end of January, because her father raises the rent by $700 a month. We only gave a cheque for the previous amount, they leave 27 voice mails uttering threats about $700, as well as make send faxes of sueing, etc. By Mid March we give in, we were tired of the BS.
I also loose my job @ the end of January.
We move into my parent's house @ the end of January, the closing date on our house was May 5th. We stay there for 3 months, and it wasn't good, hearing my mom screaming @ my dad, who is still continuing to have his affair, while my mother is trying to get him to see couples therapy. My then Fiance and I are still seeing couples therapy too, and I start to see a therapist on my own. I try to start a business of my own (again) but I am just fed up of the computer/IT world, all the nagging, etc.. Things were ok, but nothing special, there were some pretty bad fights (my father really stoked me one time too, and it turned into a huge one with her..).
I don't get far with my business, only 2 clients, for which I had for a while.
Comes May 5, the weekend we are moving, she had to fly out of town, so my friends and I move, she comes back, I get a little peck on the lips, sure made me feel good. My father also leaves my mother for good.
My Father and I paint the house (I was trying to maintain a relationship with my father, trying to overlook what he had done/was continuing to do). The house hasn't really been complete since, but slowly coming together.
I then get a job, for which I lasted under 3 month (good pay) doing paper work (My TMJ really kicked in..) and the hours sucked, 9 to 6 with 30 minutes lunch. I then got fired. During this time, I get diagnosed with ADHD.
Summer comes around, we are having BBQ's, things are coasting, money was tight, but ok. Nothing is really happening between us either.
My father then askes to talk to me and my sister, and threatens to hurt people. My mother, and sister report him to the police, and he get arrested. He calls me to bail him out, but I was unable to, as I was a witness. I get the lawyer, get people to bail him out, I do all the leg work, and no thank you (The man is a super Narcissistic (http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&safe=off&client=firefox-a&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&hs=JHT&sa=X&oi=spell&resnum=0&ct=result&cd=1&q=Narcissistic&spell=1) ).
I still aven't dome much with my ADHD, except to some reading, I was planning on starting off with coaching, see how that goes, then start meds little later on, I had previously (not knowing it was ADHD) pulled my self out of the hole and started to do well..
Then comes the wedding, my father chooses not to show, her parents think it's some for of manipulation, but the party was fairly decent. We had lots of rave reviews on the wedding, good food (hard to do with kosher wedding food, unless it's really pricey) good times for all. So we ar emarrind (this is last August.) We didn't go on a honeymoon, she didn't have much vacation time, and I was looking for work, so after the wedding, we crashed in a hotel. She spent her 30 minutes of wake time, opening the gifts. We didn't consumate our marrige. We then went to sleep. Woke up, she opened more envelopes. We got breakfast, and went home. Things were pretty much the same, for the next little while, she hated her job, we were arguing, she went to see a family therapist again with her parents, we were ending our couples therapy with the therapist we were seeing, she was seing her therapist, and I went back to see a therapist (same one she sees) again. I found a job by the end of september that started by end of Oct. (****ty low paying job, still there, with benefits though!!). At this point I stop talking to my dad, as I even called him, and refused to call back anymore (Good ridance..)
Her parents found out about us lying about the house, she didn't want them to know when we bought it, so she set it up that we get it after the wedding. I told them that it was none of there business, it was our house, and to do as we please, it was none of their business. The circumstances also didn't allow for them to know at the time (her fears of retribiution from them..).
Mid Oct, our fights were getting bad, we got a marrige coach, which started off well for me, but for her, she didn't come to the ball. I did everything the coach suggested, she was just "eehh, whatever" in her attitude
The last session with the marriage coach, it was my turn (the previous 3/4 times were what I should to for her) to let her know how I felt, she sat crying like a child, holding a teddy bear. We ended it there with the marriage coach. She wasn't happy and she felt it wasn't working for her. We then both go see the therapist she and I were seeing individually.
Things smooth over, a few more fights here and there. There have been times where I brought a friend of hers, that she had been friends with a long time, and I knew for a little while, and also introduced us when the fights were bad, because I wasn't able to talk, the emotions overwhelmed me. This didn't, could have made things worse.
All this, and it's November/December. Her parent's give her and ultimatum, come back to the way we had it or don't talk to us, so they haven't spoken for 3-4 monthsnow, infact, the rest of her family has alienated her too.
Then came January, she gets fired from her job, and has to battle them (still battling them now) to get her compensation. She was happy at getting out of that job, as she hated it, and blamed me for not letting her quit (I never did such thing). I had also gotten a promotion at work the month before (an extra $1 an hour, let's go shopping for the Rolls we have always wanted..).
Mid Jan, I start taking Concerta, that same weekend we have a big fight, really bad, she wants to leave. So we involve other friends, to try and help out, they suggest I don't talk about intamacy at all.
Things somewhat improve over the next month or so, then flat line. People ask about kids, and what's going on, I don't know how to answer, I get down in the dumps.
Then the past week, I have been really ****ed. I don't know my future, I can't discuss it and my dreams, as some how it turns into money. I pretty much didn't talk about any sex or intimicy for 2 months. She then sits down next to me and asked why I have been so quiet. I told her it's because we haven't talked about intimacy for a while, and it's something that is important to me. As I am talking, she interupts me, and it turns into a somewhat common argument about how I can't say what I need to say, and she doesn't listen. She doesn't, she goes on the defensive right away. She then becomes mean ( I am calm the most of the time, little yelling, thanks to my chemical labatomy of Concerta!!).
For the past week, I have just wanted to leave, I am being muffled in what I want to discuss. Anytime I bring up intimacy, it turns to talk of sex, and I get a response of "what do you want me to spread my legs and just lie there". This weekend really has done it in. I don't want to talk to her.
Intimacy to me is not just sex, but she won't let me explain how I see it. She doesn't ask, and try to understand, she presumes, and judges.
We will be married 6 minths at the end of March, we haven't consumated our marriage, it's been a 1.5 years since we have had sex. Yet she expects me to lie in bed next to her naked with my arm around her, cudling her.
Hell, I would be happy if I could just please her.
To me intimacy is sharing my mind, body, soul, dream, want, love and friendship. I can't, she wont let me. I fell more comfortable talking to complete strangers, than I do my wife. She doesn't listen to what I have to say, or try to understand where I am coming from.
I probably missed a few things (or more)...
Thanks for listening..
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Have Fun!! :p
PeaB0dy
Dedication, Distinctiveness, & Potential
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
- Ben Folds
It's on and off that I want to leave, and I can't talk to her, as she won't listen to me when I try and talk, and throws tantrums like a 4 year old child.
We have been together for just over 2 years.
We just got married in August last year.
Things started off great, and after 8 months I proposed to her, I thought she was the one.
There was a little heat @ the begining of the relationship, but I slowed it down, She didn't want to start having sex, because of a medical condition (she has 1 kidney) and was waiting for a doctors appointment. After 7 months of dating, there was a little bit of sex, and we got engaged around that time. I also moved in with her, into a condo her parents bought, and she was renting. I tryed to make it into a game of how many time we did it in one month, and how many we can do it the next month, but I never forced her to do it, I respected her (this went one for 2/3 months).
From that point on, things went downhill, bad and FAST. Her parents did what ever they could, slowly at first to stop things from happening. I was in a bad spot too, as I had lost a job I liked (working for a toy company that made my favourite toys..) and took a really ****ty job for a charitable organization (really helped the depression grow..). This is by September/October, we me in February.
The sex had stopped, and there was pressure from her parents to end everything and then I find out my father had an affair, I was going crazy, I had TMJ, and I wanted to pull my hair out, and I was putting on weight like crazy.
By December, we bought a house, and went to visit our Extended Famalies abroad (In Israel). For part of the time in 2 weeks, we spent it arguing and @ odds, I even called a friend back here in Canada, and I was so upset about the intimacy, I was again going crazy.
When we came back, I tryed to get the Rabbi her family deals with involved, and that goes sour. Other people also attempt to get involved, like friends of the family, and faily therapist, etc.. She also startes seeing a therapist on her own. We also start seeing a couples therapist. She dropes the family therapist, as it's going no where. We move out of her parents condo by the end of January, because her father raises the rent by $700 a month. We only gave a cheque for the previous amount, they leave 27 voice mails uttering threats about $700, as well as make send faxes of sueing, etc. By Mid March we give in, we were tired of the BS.
I also loose my job @ the end of January.
We move into my parent's house @ the end of January, the closing date on our house was May 5th. We stay there for 3 months, and it wasn't good, hearing my mom screaming @ my dad, who is still continuing to have his affair, while my mother is trying to get him to see couples therapy. My then Fiance and I are still seeing couples therapy too, and I start to see a therapist on my own. I try to start a business of my own (again) but I am just fed up of the computer/IT world, all the nagging, etc.. Things were ok, but nothing special, there were some pretty bad fights (my father really stoked me one time too, and it turned into a huge one with her..).
I don't get far with my business, only 2 clients, for which I had for a while.
Comes May 5, the weekend we are moving, she had to fly out of town, so my friends and I move, she comes back, I get a little peck on the lips, sure made me feel good. My father also leaves my mother for good.
My Father and I paint the house (I was trying to maintain a relationship with my father, trying to overlook what he had done/was continuing to do). The house hasn't really been complete since, but slowly coming together.
I then get a job, for which I lasted under 3 month (good pay) doing paper work (My TMJ really kicked in..) and the hours sucked, 9 to 6 with 30 minutes lunch. I then got fired. During this time, I get diagnosed with ADHD.
Summer comes around, we are having BBQ's, things are coasting, money was tight, but ok. Nothing is really happening between us either.
My father then askes to talk to me and my sister, and threatens to hurt people. My mother, and sister report him to the police, and he get arrested. He calls me to bail him out, but I was unable to, as I was a witness. I get the lawyer, get people to bail him out, I do all the leg work, and no thank you (The man is a super Narcissistic (http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&safe=off&client=firefox-a&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&hs=JHT&sa=X&oi=spell&resnum=0&ct=result&cd=1&q=Narcissistic&spell=1) ).
I still aven't dome much with my ADHD, except to some reading, I was planning on starting off with coaching, see how that goes, then start meds little later on, I had previously (not knowing it was ADHD) pulled my self out of the hole and started to do well..
Then comes the wedding, my father chooses not to show, her parents think it's some for of manipulation, but the party was fairly decent. We had lots of rave reviews on the wedding, good food (hard to do with kosher wedding food, unless it's really pricey) good times for all. So we ar emarrind (this is last August.) We didn't go on a honeymoon, she didn't have much vacation time, and I was looking for work, so after the wedding, we crashed in a hotel. She spent her 30 minutes of wake time, opening the gifts. We didn't consumate our marrige. We then went to sleep. Woke up, she opened more envelopes. We got breakfast, and went home. Things were pretty much the same, for the next little while, she hated her job, we were arguing, she went to see a family therapist again with her parents, we were ending our couples therapy with the therapist we were seeing, she was seing her therapist, and I went back to see a therapist (same one she sees) again. I found a job by the end of september that started by end of Oct. (****ty low paying job, still there, with benefits though!!). At this point I stop talking to my dad, as I even called him, and refused to call back anymore (Good ridance..)
Her parents found out about us lying about the house, she didn't want them to know when we bought it, so she set it up that we get it after the wedding. I told them that it was none of there business, it was our house, and to do as we please, it was none of their business. The circumstances also didn't allow for them to know at the time (her fears of retribiution from them..).
Mid Oct, our fights were getting bad, we got a marrige coach, which started off well for me, but for her, she didn't come to the ball. I did everything the coach suggested, she was just "eehh, whatever" in her attitude
The last session with the marriage coach, it was my turn (the previous 3/4 times were what I should to for her) to let her know how I felt, she sat crying like a child, holding a teddy bear. We ended it there with the marriage coach. She wasn't happy and she felt it wasn't working for her. We then both go see the therapist she and I were seeing individually.
Things smooth over, a few more fights here and there. There have been times where I brought a friend of hers, that she had been friends with a long time, and I knew for a little while, and also introduced us when the fights were bad, because I wasn't able to talk, the emotions overwhelmed me. This didn't, could have made things worse.
All this, and it's November/December. Her parent's give her and ultimatum, come back to the way we had it or don't talk to us, so they haven't spoken for 3-4 monthsnow, infact, the rest of her family has alienated her too.
Then came January, she gets fired from her job, and has to battle them (still battling them now) to get her compensation. She was happy at getting out of that job, as she hated it, and blamed me for not letting her quit (I never did such thing). I had also gotten a promotion at work the month before (an extra $1 an hour, let's go shopping for the Rolls we have always wanted..).
Mid Jan, I start taking Concerta, that same weekend we have a big fight, really bad, she wants to leave. So we involve other friends, to try and help out, they suggest I don't talk about intamacy at all.
Things somewhat improve over the next month or so, then flat line. People ask about kids, and what's going on, I don't know how to answer, I get down in the dumps.
Then the past week, I have been really ****ed. I don't know my future, I can't discuss it and my dreams, as some how it turns into money. I pretty much didn't talk about any sex or intimicy for 2 months. She then sits down next to me and asked why I have been so quiet. I told her it's because we haven't talked about intimacy for a while, and it's something that is important to me. As I am talking, she interupts me, and it turns into a somewhat common argument about how I can't say what I need to say, and she doesn't listen. She doesn't, she goes on the defensive right away. She then becomes mean ( I am calm the most of the time, little yelling, thanks to my chemical labatomy of Concerta!!).
For the past week, I have just wanted to leave, I am being muffled in what I want to discuss. Anytime I bring up intimacy, it turns to talk of sex, and I get a response of "what do you want me to spread my legs and just lie there". This weekend really has done it in. I don't want to talk to her.
Intimacy to me is not just sex, but she won't let me explain how I see it. She doesn't ask, and try to understand, she presumes, and judges.
We will be married 6 minths at the end of March, we haven't consumated our marriage, it's been a 1.5 years since we have had sex. Yet she expects me to lie in bed next to her naked with my arm around her, cudling her.
Hell, I would be happy if I could just please her.
To me intimacy is sharing my mind, body, soul, dream, want, love and friendship. I can't, she wont let me. I fell more comfortable talking to complete strangers, than I do my wife. She doesn't listen to what I have to say, or try to understand where I am coming from.
I probably missed a few things (or more)...
Thanks for listening..
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Have Fun!! :p
PeaB0dy
Dedication, Distinctiveness, & Potential
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
- Ben Folds