I seriously cannot understand this. It sounds like hell on earth to be asked everyday what i want for dinner tomorrow. On the other hand if i was the wife (I’m a woman btw) and it mattered SO MUCH to me what was for dinner in 24 hours, instead of asking about it and being sad for YEARS, i would attempt to actually solve the problem by ordering from uber eats or eating cereal or something. Or making a dinner making schedule and then backing way off. In any case, the sooner i divorced someone that was that joyless to live with, the better. Just reading this made me low key depressed and anxious. I kept waiting to see what the authors revelation was about what exactly he was doing that was so wrong, but i guess I’m just clueless.

There so much going on in life guys. This is a waste of time.

Historically Curious, Queer, Aging, Anglophile, World traveler, lifetime researcher with a sarcastic bent