The interactions with that SORRY EXCUSE of a M-A-N, her HAS-BEEN! And, if this shit keeps up, then, maybe, the woman’ll, still NOT, file for that, needed divorce, but still, keep breastfeeding her own husband, you have GOT to be shitting me on this here! Translated…
Last night, I was watching the video of how to defrost the New Year’s Eve meals, living with my mother-in-law, I’d, never had to, plan out the meals for the New Year’s Eve gatherings, and, I’d told my husband, that if one day, I gained control of the cookware, I planned to, select the different sets of already-made frozen dishes, plus my favorite shrimp dumplings, and corn chowder. As he’d heard, he’d, used a pitiful joking tone of voice, that he will only have, the rice for the New Year’s then.
Being shocked, I’d, held everything down, stated to him, that there are, many available ready-made frozen foods, otherwise, like the seafood chowder that is a must-have, is too difficult for the ordinary to make. He’d told me, that there’s, at least a couple of dishes, such as the fried noodles, the steamed radish cakes, and these two dishes, are a must-make from mom on the occasion.
and, this, unfortunately, IS what we all, end up with, when we, married! Photo from online
And, I’d felt, a bit, angered, I’d told him, his mother is a good woman, hard working, does everything herself, but, as her children grew up and married, it may, make their better halves feel upset; it wasn’t that my mother-in-law had done anything wrong, it’s that you should NOT use your mother’s standards, to put it over your better half’s head, believing, that everything your own wife does, she needed to follow your mother’s, ways. This upset that’s accumulated through the years, kept on, bothering, me. Even if, it was my younger sister-in-law, telling my young brother, that she wanted to purchase the already-made New Year’s Eve dishes, my younger brother would be quite enthusiastic, saying, let me pick with you together, instead of like my husband, frowning about it.
When I woke in the morn, I looked at my husband, recalled how he was when he’d proposed, he said, “please marry me, allow me to, take care of, you”. And now, I’m, so totally, confused, why are there, so many men who’d, made these sorts of, false promises? Why not say, “do marry me, and take good care of my like my mother does!”, and certainly, had these words been used as a proposal of a marriage, then, no woman would agree to marry.
I truly hope, that men can, really realize, that walking down the aisle, getting married, the two need to support one another, every woman has her own unique soul, and we can’t become, someone else’s, CLONE, we are not the improved 2.0 versions of our husbands’ mothers.
Yeah, and this, is exactly how stupid we women ALL are, when we get married, thinking that we’d found ourselves, a partner, someone whom we can, be on equal basis in the marriage, well, that expectation will get all of us, SCREWED, because, what men are looking for in a marriage, is an MOMMY SURROGATE, someone who will, take care of every last one of his needs, who will kiss his boo-boos when he get hurt, and we, other women who aren’t related to you (thank G-O-D, none of you, FUCKERS got pulled OUT of our VAGINAS, otherwise, we all would’ve, STRANGLED you all to DEATH!) have ZERO need to, fulfill ALL your needs, like YO mamas’ had done, and that, is what we get, when we married, we end up with, LOSERS, because we thought we found someone who’s on equal basis with us, but, that’s not what all you, SONS-of-BITCHES (not the FOUR-LEGGED variety, unfortunately!) expect, is it? Nope, and so, we all get, screwed!
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