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Kathleen Palmer's avatar

This really hit home for me. After 30 years of mental, emotional, and nearly physical gymnastics, trying to find contentment while accommodating my husband's thorough lack of involvement in our unbalanced marriage, I made the difficult decision to leave. I know this isn’t the right choice for everyone, and I completely understand why many women remain accommodating—the cost is indeed high. I lost a couple of friends, but only a couple. One of my children was devastated, which broke my heart, while the other said our separation made more sense than our marriage ever had. On a practical note, the bigger sacrifice for me was the security of my financial future, which is no small matter at my age. But I can honestly say that in the six months since I left, I’ve felt a sense of peace and what I can only describe as 'existential freedom' that I had never experienced before. The descriptions in your article really nailed it, especially regarding managing resentment and validating the inequity. It captured so much of what it feels like to live in that dynamic.

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Leila's avatar

I was standing in line in my favorite bakery this morning, waiting to pick up something tasty. Furious, because last weekend, I'd finally been able to express my frustration with my partner's behavior and asked him to work on changing it. It's something that's been a problem for creeping up on 2 years now. I've tried tackling it several different ways, in varying degrees of indirect and direct communication. He told me he understood where I was coming from.

This weekend he showed me, with his actions, that he'd rather continue doing the thing I told him I wasn't okay with, only worse than normal. Instead of trying to do the work of being compassionate and understanding (I know why he does what he does, I know his background)... I decided that today, I would allow myself to feel as angry as this situation deserves.

While I was standing there, fuming, surrounded by the scent of delicious pastries and bread... I opened my news aggregate and found this post. So to say that it's perfectly timed is an understatement.

Almost all of my resentment comes from trying to accommodate people in my life, and waking up to realize that I don't know many people in my life who would, or even could, do the same for me. So it's time to figure out how much I'm comfortable bending.

It's time for me to figure out who in my life would bend for me and with me, who will also allow me to stand firm and show how I want, and expect, to be treated by people who say they care about me.

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