They say communication is the key. That is why I did what I could on August 13, Saturday afternoon, in hopes of saving my marriage...
I tried, I really did. But it didn't turn out well.
All that is thrown at me that day is a bunch of bullshit.
He told me that his mental health was unstable those days because I was uncooperative in our marriage and that I am lucky because he loves me and would always try his best to understand me.
I'm lucky because he loves me? But what if he's not, am I unlucky that I'm married to him then? He'll try his best to understand me? Isn't that what couples in marriages should do?
Why should I be blamed for his unstable mental health? What did I ever do that affects him deeply that much? And I'm not aware that I'm uncooperative in our marriage, since when does this became a school project?
To him, our "talk" that day is a success. But to me, it is a total fucked up in the head.
I can't believe I make him feel that way after me being disregarded at by him. I'm willing to improve myself if that would solve things but marriage isn't a one man thing. I'm not prideful but I'm not naive as well.
If you think this thought of mine and our conversation that day is a huge step for a healthy relationship then you're mistaken.
He clearly gaslighted me, that's for certain.