Shouldn’t we want the following from our partners:
To love us?
To desire us?
To be interested in us?
Shouldn’t we be:
Best friends?
Trusted confidants?
And passionate lovers?
In your own words please tell me what marriage is/was to you? Did you have expectations? Were you expectations reasonable?
I don't feel like I had/have unrealistic expectation when it came to marriage. I expected trust/honesty/respect (because I feel like those three things are all intertwined), a partner and a monogamous sex life.
I didn't expect my husband to be the only person in the universe to fulfill all my needs. I didn't expect my husband to make me feel good about myself. I didn't expect my husband to do every single thing with me.
I had other, non-sexual relationships for that. I had my mother to go kill hours with at Bed, Bath & Beyond debating dish towel quality and patterns.
I have my four family friends from childhood with that are like extended family that I know I could call up at any hour if I needed help, and I brought WH into that circle.
I have three best girlfriends that whenever they had serious boyfriends or husbands, would go on double and group dates with.
I have four friends from high school that I get together with 1-2x a year, sometimes with boyfriends/husbands, sometimes not.
I have gone to therapy when I had issues I needed to work on.
I have always been involved at my children's schools and on the PTAs, even if I didn't really have any "mommy" friends.
My husband had me. He expected me to make all the social plans, be there to listen to his craziness, have my family help him out when convenient, make him happy, make things happen, and when he was depressed and repeatedly refusing my suggestions to go to therapy and/or quit smoking and drinking, I became the problem. The kids are I were holding him back. We were why he never got to go out and have fun anymore.
My husband had completely unrealistic expectations when it came to parenthood, even though he was the one who was more gung-ho about me getting pregnant, and about marriage, also. Somehow in his mind, I just didn't want to go out. The fact that we had a really tough, colicky infant that no one wanted to babysit was me making excuses. The fact that he never once tried to find a babysitter to make these things he wanted to do sans-kids never seemed to cross his mind once.
And then came in his AP, a morbidly obese older woman at work, who had a grown up daughter so even though she "understood" being a parent, she wasn't in the middle of sleepless nights and four hour long crying sessions every afternoon.
Telling him he was such a great guy, such a great father, he deserved to go out and have fun because people do it all the time.
Telling him that his wife is trying to control him, that she looked at his facebook page and saw he didn't look happy in the pictures for the past seven years (funny how it never occurred to him he wasn't happy until the other woman told him that.
My WH has unrealistic, unreasonable expectations, not me.