I love my wife. We have been married for 34 years. She can be the kindest, most considerate, loving person I have ever met. She can also be the meanest, most selfish, and conniving person I have ever met.
Some of it is the onset of menopause, but some of it has been there all along.
Her mom would fight with her dad and then go out and spend money to feel better. My wife, whenever she is depressed, goes shopping either at the mall or online. I have tried to point out the corellation to her, but she just doesn’t see it.
Whenever I go to the grocery store, I always pick up something special, just for her. I can count on one hand the number of times she has done the same.
I won’t go into details, but lets just say on the intimate side, she shows interest about as often as she buys me something special at the grocery store.
But for all her faults - and I could list more, but I’d probably break the internet - I still love her.
Weird.
Funny how that happens, huh?