One rough weekend in My Thoughts

It was a rough weekend and I am glad it is over and I am out of the house. I am not sure I could have taken another day locked up inside that house with my wife and kids. I have not really spoken to my wife since Saturday morning and I am still having trouble getting over it. The sad part is that the argument was over something so small that my reaction seems, in retrospect, way out of proportion.

I apologized this morning (by email) and I did not mean it. I should not have but my friend told me to and he is usually right. She never apologizes, it always has to be me to reach out and try to mend what is broken. I would wager that in 22 years of marriage she has said she was sorry maybe 5 times. She has had plenty to be sorry for, she just can’t bring herself to say it. I am really angry about that.

I have been getting angrier and angrier with my wife lately. It seems that everything I do is wrong or said in the wrong way. It is like a constant beat down and I am about to the point that I am asking myself why am I getting back up. I married her and I love her and the children but I need a rest. I don’t look forward to coming home from work anymore and I dread having to bring up any topic with her because I don’t know what her reaction will be.

The weekend is over but that just means it is the start of a rough week.