Over the past year or two, around the time that my marriage hit the skids and we ended up with her having an affair and us separated and divorced (only to since move back in together in hopes of reconciling), my wife has made digs at my manhood -- despite that I have pretty manly credentials (I was a college athlete and still weight train, and can fix cars and things around the house; though my job isn't all that blue collar -- I am an art professor).
For example, there's a local beach that's kind of rocky and somewhat icky, so I bought a pair of beach shoes at K-Mart and brought them to the beach. To the kids and loud enough for me to hear, she said, "Can you believe your father ever played football?" in a way to make them laugh, adding mockingly, "Reality has to wear his orange beach shoes, or he might step on a minnow."
Or, when I do repairs around the house, I never get praise when, 98 percent of the time they end up fine, but if I run into complications, she's quick to say, "You don't know what you're doing. Maybe we should get a Mexican guy from the corner."
Most recently, I told her how the man she had been having an affair with (Timdawg) was glaring at me at the gas station as I filled up. (Turned out he was an attendant there, but I paid with my credit card at the pump.) I glared back, but thought I'd let her know after. "What are you telling me this for? You're such a wuss. He's a good 50 pounds lighter than you, and you always say you know how to fight. You should have just dealt with him if you felt he was intimidating you. Panzy."
There have been dozens of other examples of her questioning my manhood in the past couple of years. Do you do this to your husband, or does your wife do this to you?
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