I think I finally understand..."no one truly gives a damn about your problems except you." They may pretend that they care or half listen as you rattle off your feelings, but deep down inside it is not relevant to them unless it involves them. So, it is better to wallow in your own self pity than waste your breath telling someone about your drama.
Silly me, I was fooled by the illusion of marriage and into thinking that a spouse is the one that is there to listen to the stories about your hard day at work, the drama with your friends, or simply your discontent with the mood in which you awoke. Boy was I wrong. Then again, maybe I wasn't wrong at all! Maybe I am like most women who marry a man and think that the ring on their finger magically takes away all of the bad characteristics in that person.
I knew my husband was selfish when I married him. I knew that he was spoiled...hell, I was the one that spoiled him. But damn, is it too much to ask him to make it about me sometimes?! For once, I wish that he would actively listen when I tell him about the terrible day that I've had or cook dinner for me when he knows I'll be working late. Instead, he sits on the couch and reads the tweets on his phone or sends text messages to his co-workers. It's funny how he always has time to listen to them.
Today, like most Mondays, was crazy. I called my husband on my lunch break to vent. I told him that I was having a stressful day and that I would need to talk on my way home. I'm not sure why I thought he actually gave a damn about something going on in my life (but a girl can dream). Anyways, always true to character, my husband completely tuned me out when I spoke with him. I even hung up the phone and he didn't know that I had ended the call. I was understandably upset when I got home and somehow I was made out to be the bad guy. "I can't do anything right," he says as he storms through the house. "I'm sick of you always complaining!" WOW! I want to tell my husband about my awful day and I am the bad guy!! INCREDIBLE!!