Anonymous:
I’m the man. I’m supposed to be the head of the home. I’m supposed to protect my home, be a loving husband and a great father to my kids. This is what I was taught. This is how I was raised. Perhaps… I was raised too right.
She’s made my life a living hell. She shouts at every little thing, slaps me, and throws things at me. Who would believe me, a man being abused by his wife. I feel useless, exhausted, and wasted.
My son probably thinks I’m a weakling. But I’m at a crossroads. I want to set a good example for him. I teach him never to lay his hands on a woman. I tell him love is a beautiful thing with the right person.
I tell him “It was just a little misunderstanding champ. Your mom and I are fine”. I hope he believes me. He’s just four and doesn’t deserve to see his parents fighting all the time or should I say his dad being slapped and spoken down on.
It’s been exactly 4 years, 8 months and 11 days since I married my wife. Life was going well, we weren’t rich, but we were managing just fine. Until she got that job. She earns way more than I do, but I still make sure to provide everything at home. My money is our money and her money is her money. I don’t have a problem with that but why treat me like shit? I love my wife, but I can’t take no more abuse. I’ve had enough.
Every story has an ending and this one isn’t going to end with my death.
I’m done.
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