Oh Gumby, you didn't tell us you had another "secret life". Tsk tsk. Naughty boy. Waddya gonna do now that you've been found out?
Rod P.
doesn't gumby post on our board?.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/gumby_anniversary.
gumby making comeback on 50th anniversary .
Oh Gumby, you didn't tell us you had another "secret life". Tsk tsk. Naughty boy. Waddya gonna do now that you've been found out?
Rod P.
there are a large number of very smart people here.
a vast array of intelligences has a power and scope quite out of the ordinary.
ask a question you've always wanted to know (not necessarily religious in nature; just in general) from trivia to personal inquiry......let it out now.
Terry,
18 years is a very long time. How long have you and her been living in that kind of relationship? Has it always been that way, or when did you first start noticing she was like that? She must have been attracted to you at the start, or why did she want to marry you in the first place? Whatever it was that she saw in you, what was it that made her change?
Sometimes this can happen after a woman has had kids. Did you notice any change in her after that?
I would be asking myself the question "Why is my wife being so busy being busy with other things all the time?" It sounds to me like she has put her "headspace" into her own little world of self-interest as a way to "keep herself going, while feeling stuck in this marriage". I say this because your situation sounds painfully like mine was when married to my JW wife. Then I converted to Mormonism, and boy did she change. She said to me "I cannot love someone who doesn't love Jehovah!" And wow, she meant it. We stayed married, and we lived together as husband and wife, but the relationship was farcical. For a time we stayed together "for the sake of the kids". Neither one of us wanted to admit a failed marriage. We had a sexual relationship (obviously with 3 daughters), but I can tell you also that living in a divided home for 7 out of the 9 years the marriage lasted, there was an awful lot of "the wifely duty" thing. When she was pregnant with our first daughter, we were both "in the truth", and we were very happy together, in every way. After, when I "changed" by becoming Mormon, she told me "I would never have had this baby had I known you were going to do this to me. You were the one who changed, Rod, not me!" And she was right about that part. However, she could not use that excuse when we had our second daughter, because she conceived while I was Mormon. Then, for our third daughter, I was also Mormon, which you might say put the last nail in the coffin of her excuse "I wouldn't have had that child had I known you were going to change." But I never threw this argument in her face, because I still loved her, and kept hoping she could "love me" in spite of our religious differences.
Let me tell you what I think happened. At first, we were mutually madly in love, especially for the first two years of the marriage. It was obvious to everyone. If ever there was a marriage "made in heaven", this was it. Then I became Mormon, and that was like pouring a bucket of ice water on the relationship. After she got over the initial shock, and then "nursed her wounds" for the next 6 months, she settled down into the marriage, with a strong sense of duty and motherhood. But she had everything neatly compartmentalized in her head. On the religion thing, "We can't talk about it. So I will just go to my JW meetings, while Rod goes to his Mormon Church." (I would drive her to the Kingdom Hall, and let her take the kids with her. After all, it was the least I could do, since I was the one who changed.) In the Social compartment, her circle of friends became (or were) exclusively the Witnesses from the Kingdom Hall, and her mother, father and 5 brothers. That was her social life, while ours was next to none. After all, I couldn't talk or associate with any JW's and my Mormon and non-Mormon friends were, in her mind, "worldly associates", which JW's naturally avoid. In the financial compartment, she just let her husband "take care of that", since he is a good provider, and he is the head of the household. We hardly ever discussed money, but I think she thought money was just one of those "worldly necessities" and we are not going to need money in the New World, which is just around the corner.(Just wait until 1975! You'll see.) In this area I used to buy her things. Lots of things. Anything and everything I thought she wanted or would love to have. Perhaps I thought she would still "be in love with me" if I kept her happy on the material front. She just willingly accepted these things gracefully, always saying "Thank you!" out of appreciation, but still, it all fell flat in the love department. You cannot "buy" love! Kind of like getting a dozen beautiful roses from a man you don't love or want a relationship with. Then there was the "Kids Department". "Well now, I will just be a good and loving wife and mother, have Bible studies with the kids and bring them up loving Jehovah, while I know dad is a pretty good father who loves our kids and provides well for us all. Other than that, I will accept my lot in life" (I would hear her singing Kingdom songs to herself many-a-time. Her inner world of "spirituality" and relationship with Jehovah would sustain her.) She was a farm girl, and was an exceptional cook, and she just loved to cook and sew and iron, and do the housekeeping. That compartment was also fulfilling for her, and she dived into that. So now what do we have left? Oh yes, the marriage bed. And there we were at nighttime, laying beside one another, and I would say to her "I love you, sweetheart!" Her response was, without exception "Yes, I know!" Talk about killing a feeling. "Yes, I know." And yet, if I wanted to make love with her, she would accommodate, but I don't recall ever feeling it was mutual. I could get that kind of love on a street corner, if you know what I mean. She regarded this as "fulfilling her marriage vows, as Jehovah would want her to do."
Needless to say, the marriage didn't last, kids notwithstanding. The catalyst for the separation was on the religious front, but deep down, something had died a long time ago. I had to face the awful truth, that my wife simply "had fallen out of love with me!" And there was no way to get it back, because she was "in the Truth" and I was not. The damage had been done.
I was in love with my wife the whole time, even after we divorced. I never quite got over her, and it's been 31 years since the divorce.
Now Terry, the reason I was boring you with my gory details, was because I am leading up to the question of "Has your wife fallen out of love with you, but will stay married and together with you out of a sense of duty, and for the sake of the kids? Or some combination of that?" What exactly is it that is holding the marriage together? She knows you are probably a good father to your children, and children need a father, and I'm sure she is acutely aware of that, so that that is a big reason to keep a marriage together, yet having nothing to do with the personal relationship between you and her. Also, has the marriage become one of "convenience"? In other words, does she hang out with you because there is a nice roof over her head, you are a bread winner, so she does not have to worry about the material things of life being "taken care of", while she gets on with the business of creating this whole other "inner world" she seems to be absorbed in all the time. Has she compartmentalized herself, and knows exactly how to fit everything into its place, while she creates her own "reality". And meanwhile, perhaps you are not in her equation. You're just a part of the puzzle she has to deal with at some level of "practicality"....?????
Now, I know from other posts from you that you are just not into "religion". In fact, I would say you are pretty skeptical about anything "spiritual", and frankly, I understand where you are coming from, and I cannot even fault you for your very lucid rationale about why you believe the way you do. (I don't think you and I are all that much different, even though we have come to different conclusions.) But I have to ask the question, are there any differences of philosophy or belief between you and your wife that may be dividing you. Is any of this a possible turn-off for her? What is her "reality modality" as opposed to yours? And are you still the man she married, the man you used to be, or have you morphed into something else over the years? This is a question for soul-searching; but do not do it in such a way that it turns into one of those "guilt trips" where you start beating up on yourself. The same question(s) could be asked of her.
If your wife is "burying herself" into another world because she is depressed, as other posters here have suggested, then you need to get to the bottom of the cause for such depression, so that things can be dealt with. What kind of issues is she carrying around deep inside of her? And the longer she remains in this state, the deeper it will settle in, and the harder it becomes to deal with it. We are all creatures of habit! It is not good to let depression become the dominant "habit".
Did she change after she had the kids? Does she feel trapped because this may be some kind of burden she must carry around with her until they are grown up and able to take care of themselves? Some women discover things about themselves, such as they just do not want to be a mother with kids and all that burden that ties them down. They end up feeling that motherhood is not all it's cracked up to be. I have seen many marriages disintegrate as soon as the kids grow up and move away. (And you know, even the kids are glad to get away from it all, since they see what is going on between the parents all those years too.)
Some women experience post partum depression, and then never snap out of it. Could her problem be chemical or homonal?
The next question on our list here is the one Avishi asked: Is your wife just plain lazy and selfish, and as long as you are the willing slave, she is also quite willing to indulge you, and let you assume most of the duties. After all, that just frees her up to be able to do whatever else she wants to do.
Is your wife into a career path, and has aspirations to make something of herself in the workplace? There are marital relationships out there where the roles are reverse, and the husband loves to stay home and cook and assume all of the domestic duties, while the wife pursues her career and just loves it. Some of these relationships can be quite successful for both parties, provided it is a mutual decision. If it isn't, then it can become hell for one of the partners, or both.
And finally, I have to ask the question, when your wife spends all that time "at the library", are you certain that is where she is at and what she is doing? I am not trying to create suspicion or doubt here. But statistics do confirm that there are a large number of cases where extra-marital affairs enter in. If a woman is feeling unfulfilled at home (and a man, for that matter) they will often seek fulfillment elsewhere. They are giving all their best to someone else, and are too tired and can't be bothered with the other relationship at home. It accentuates the "burden" called the marriage. You know the situation better than anyone else, but at the same time, the marriage partner is often the last one to know or find out.
The purpose of all of these questions and exploration of the possibilities is to try and get to the bottom of what is causing the breakdown or humdrum in the marital relationship. Once you can correctly identify the cause, then you can begin to work on possible solutions to the crisis or the dilemma. To that end, I am trying to be helpful here, for what it's worth.
there are a large number of very smart people here.
a vast array of intelligences has a power and scope quite out of the ordinary.
ask a question you've always wanted to know (not necessarily religious in nature; just in general) from trivia to personal inquiry......let it out now.
What is the world's population currently?
How many people die every year world-wide?
How many are born every year world-wide?
What percentage of the world's population are female, and what percentage are male?
there are a large number of very smart people here.
a vast array of intelligences has a power and scope quite out of the ordinary.
ask a question you've always wanted to know (not necessarily religious in nature; just in general) from trivia to personal inquiry......let it out now.
Can a dog really smile? Laugh?
Can a cat really smile? Laugh?
Do hyenas really laugh, or do we only think they do because it sounds like it to us?
When you catch a fish, and the fish hook goes into it's mouth or "lip", does the fish feel pain?
In a lightning storm, does lightning always travel from the cloud down to the ground, or can it also travel from the ground to the sky?
Rod P.
there are a large number of very smart people here.
a vast array of intelligences has a power and scope quite out of the ordinary.
ask a question you've always wanted to know (not necessarily religious in nature; just in general) from trivia to personal inquiry......let it out now.
I have a question about Oatmeal. Why is it that when you boil the water in the pot, and then add your Oatmeal, it surges and swells up, and wants to overflow the pot and out onto the stove? Then, when you take this porridge mixture off the stove, and let things subside, and then put it back on the heat (say 15 seconds later), now it suddenly does not want to overflow anymore. It just bubbles like a mud pool, with a blub-blub here and a blub-blub there, until it finishes cooking. I swear, Oatmeal has a split personality!
Any explanations?
Rod P.
here's the dirty dozen: .
1) ants- imagine being buried in a sandpile up to your neck with sand.
along come a bunch of ants from an ant colony, and they crawl all over your head, in and out of your nose, your mouth, your ears, your eyes, and all thru your hair.
I remember as a kid, mom would open up the cereal boxes and pour the contents in our bowls for breakfast. One morning we noticed little black bugs embedded in the puffs, and would come out and float in the milk. They were about the size of a pinhead, and had a hard shell. When you squished them, they made a little "pop" sound. We couldn't tell if they were alive, because they never moved. I don't know where they came from or how they got there. It was months before they seemed to disappear. Mom called them "skebeeps".
We also used to buy those big cans of Kraft Strawberry Jam. Then we noticed little red ants floating on the jam. How the heck did they get in there in the first place, since the lid was always kept tightly shut. Mom solved the problem by sprinkling nutmeg around the perimeter of the lid. Ants just don't like nutmeg.
Also, I remember as a kid sitting on the front step and squishing red ants, one at a time. After each one I squished, I would put them in a pile. I noticed a lot of them in the pile were still wiggling. Then I waited and watched. First, all the red ants scurried for cover. They ran between the cracks of the front steps, so I assumed they had their anthill inside the cement, underground somewhere. After a few minutes, one of the ants would rush out towards the pile and grab one of the bodies, and carry it back to its "nest". Then another one came out and did the same thing. So then, as each one rushed out, I would squish it and put it in the pile too. Pretty soon the pile got rather big. Then I was called in for lunch. After lunch, I went out to see how the ants were doing, and discovered the whole pile had disappeared. I guess they had buried their dead.
After all that, I felt very guilty. Still do to this day. I don't know how many lifetimes I am now going to have to come back as an ant. (Heh! heh! heh!) Isn't it disgusting how cruel kids can be!
In grade 5 we had an assignment to collect insects. Anything we wanted. Then bring them to class and discuss it. I had a big tobacco can, and punched some small holes in the lid so the insects could breathe. Then I went out and caught a bunch of different insects, and put them in the can, one by one. There was a bee, a wasp, a daddy long-legs spider, two black ants, two red ants, a moth and a butterfly. I was real proud of my collection, and couldn't wait for school. Next morning I got up and checked my specimens before going to school. There wasn't an insect alive. Some were just plain gone, so they must have been eating each other. There were no ants present, and no spider (just some spider legs in the bottom of the can. The butterfly and moth had no wings. The whole thing looked like a war zone. Funny though, I didn't see any blood anywhere. That was how I learned about predatory behaviour, and why it is not a good idea to put mortal enemies into the same container. I still don't know who ate what in that can. There is a very small possibility the ants crawled out thru the holes in the lid, but I'm kinda dubious about that. I still got a good mark, because of the lesson I shared with the class.
Rod P.
anybody sort of get the willies when its friday the 13?
any axe murders out there?
Alright you guys, you non-believers. I told you how my daughter preaches how good and lucky Friday the 13th is. And I told you that the very post I was telling you all about this was the very post that I went from being a Junior Member of this Forum to a Senior Member. As if that was all this day had in store for us, I must tell you now that my wife got a $50.00 birthday gift deposited to my bank account for me to withdraw and give to her today, which I have now done. Another piece of "luck". Her birthday is not until next Tuesday.
As if this was not enough, my wife went downstairs to visit with one of our best friends in the building. She got the mail for her, and at her request, opened the mail, and there was an "out of the blue" cheque payable for over $1,500.00. Keep in mind that this was neither planned in advance, nor rehearsed in any way. Our "best friend" considered this a total surprise, and hugged her with something akin to a "bear hug". Anyway, what a way to end the day- Friday the 13th!
Rod P.
here's the dirty dozen: .
1) ants- imagine being buried in a sandpile up to your neck with sand.
along come a bunch of ants from an ant colony, and they crawl all over your head, in and out of your nose, your mouth, your ears, your eyes, and all thru your hair.
My "common law wife" of 19+ years tells me to tell all you folks about her favorite:
Salamanders- particularly the ones that are all black with yellow dots on their backs. Her mom and grandmother told her they were "bad" because to touch them meant that she would have nothing but "girls" when she had children. Wouldn't you know it, she had 2 girls, and no boys. I guess they were right in their predictions, eh??!!!
Rod P.
here's the dirty dozen: .
1) ants- imagine being buried in a sandpile up to your neck with sand.
along come a bunch of ants from an ant colony, and they crawl all over your head, in and out of your nose, your mouth, your ears, your eyes, and all thru your hair.
Okay Rabbit!
I can usually handle a lot, but in your case, forget it!!!
Ughhhh!
Rod P.
i agree with all.
before i become a mormon i study jw and when i read about the 144.00 i remeber asking the witness if i would be one of them.. they never replid they said they would get back to me on that one but they never did.
so what i have said is not to make it look like i dislike jws but just that i disagree with da doctrine......love ya mormon 4 life.
talesin,
If you check my profile, and "Topics" you will find that I have been very prolific of late.
There is so much more on my mind that will be revealed in the weeks and months ahead.
Regards,
Rod P.