"Happy wife, happy life."
There's obviously some truth to that cliche, because if your wife's acting unhappy, you're going to be miserable.
But it seems to me that marriage should be a partnership, where both partners live their own lives, try to make each other happy and not miserable, and work as a partnership.
Yet, I know so many married guys who just seem depressed and withdrawn, while their crazy cunt wives stomp around demanding shit and acting crazy, while the husband just nods along with everything they say.
The couple I'm staying with right now are a really nice, but very withdrawn and quiet guy, and his batshit insane, unbearably annoying evangelical wife who literally believes God talks to her.
My dad's marriage is similar. My dad is a good man and he is strong, but my nutty stepmom spends so much time screaming and complaining about random shit, and he just sits quietly and waits for her to shut the fuck up and go to bed.
My mom's marriage is actually the opposite. My mom is quiet and strong, while my narcissistic, self-absorbed, miserable stepfather belligerently tells everybody how the world is. When he's not playing his strategy MMO. He's in his early 70s.
My best friend in college is like this too. He's a lawyer and supports his family, but he's another quiet guy whose batshit insane fiancee, who has kids and depends on him for money because she's still in grad school, rants and rants all day, and tells everyone how they're supposed to live.
I always had this romantic image of marrying a beautiful woman and raising a family, but fuck, marriage seems miserable and unbearable.