I never considered for a second it would really come down to this. It's for sure this time though. Having problems like every married couple I fully expected it would all work out. It was certain though that this time it was ending in divorce proceedings. There I sat at my kitchen table mesmerized by the cracked tungsten wedding band as I started to cry. I never thought about how symbolic the tungsten rings were until then. Tungsten was for me the first option that the jeweler presented and no more.
Maybe that's what was wrong to begin with. Maybe I'm too easy going. Maybe she just thinks I'm a pushover. I don't want to be a pushover but I want to be easy going. Maybe she thinks I'm too apathetic as if I have no soul or something. In any case she was heading to her lawyer's to file the divorce papers. Maybe her; and the lawyer have something going on.
The household tension was increasing for a while. It's possible to say I'm a pushover but if that's true then she's passive aggressive. She would never ever tell me straight up what was wrong. She would make me guess and drop off handed comments at the worst of times. This would just make me mad because she knew she was pushing my buttons.
Things reached a so called climax the night the ring shattered. Being her usual self she was mad at something or other. I still had no idea what was wrong but I didn't care at that point. She was walking back and forth pouting as I was trying to watch TV. For the next couple hours she attacked me with nonsense ramblings and everything that was wrong between us. I was at fault for everything. I said nothing back though which made her even more; mad.
It hit an instant where she was hollering in my face at her maximum level but I still wouldn't give her what she wanted from me. I didn't want to be like her and drop to her level of insanity. Unfortunately though; she has a way of pushing my buttons. I don't know what it was that finally brought me to the point but eventually I took off my tungsten wedding band and hocked it into the kitchen at full force. Hearing it break as it slapped the floor she made it clear to me that the marriage was over. Soon after she walked out and I haven't seen her since.
Maybe that's what was wrong to begin with. Maybe I'm too easy going. Maybe she just thinks I'm a pushover. I don't want to be a pushover but I want to be easy going. Maybe she thinks I'm too apathetic as if I have no soul or something. In any case she was heading to her lawyer's to file the divorce papers. Maybe her; and the lawyer have something going on.
The household tension was increasing for a while. It's possible to say I'm a pushover but if that's true then she's passive aggressive. She would never ever tell me straight up what was wrong. She would make me guess and drop off handed comments at the worst of times. This would just make me mad because she knew she was pushing my buttons.
Things reached a so called climax the night the ring shattered. Being her usual self she was mad at something or other. I still had no idea what was wrong but I didn't care at that point. She was walking back and forth pouting as I was trying to watch TV. For the next couple hours she attacked me with nonsense ramblings and everything that was wrong between us. I was at fault for everything. I said nothing back though which made her even more; mad.
It hit an instant where she was hollering in my face at her maximum level but I still wouldn't give her what she wanted from me. I didn't want to be like her and drop to her level of insanity. Unfortunately though; she has a way of pushing my buttons. I don't know what it was that finally brought me to the point but eventually I took off my tungsten wedding band and hocked it into the kitchen at full force. Hearing it break as it slapped the floor she made it clear to me that the marriage was over. Soon after she walked out and I haven't seen her since.
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