In moments of stress, you turn to your partner to comfort you and make you feel like things are going to be okay.
Edward isn’t like that.
He says, “Well I don’t know what we are going to do.”
I wish that he was a good financial provider for this family for the minimum necessities, and if not that, at least provide emotional support when I need it the most.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m actually spending the rest of my life with this man.
Oh yeah, and to top it off, anytime we are stuck in a financial rut, he wants me to call my mom right away. It’s disgusting to say the least. Doesn’t he feel any embarrassment asking me that? He’s our family provider, and anytime he can’t met his “quota”, he wants to run to MY mom? I wish he would just grow up because I’m tired of having to tell him “No, we aren’t asking my mom for help again.”