Why I'M A Stress-Causer For My Wife...[personal; Humor? ; Marriage] - Poem by Bri Edwards
I'm preparing my wife for all those battles with others ahead in her life
by causing her stress now, to develop her coping skills. I love my wife.
Oh no! I'm not the normal husband who will say ' yes dear…whatever you say';
instead I respond: 'what makes you say that? ' or 'it's lots better to do it my way.'
Oh sure. It would be easier for me to always be calm, to be my natural weak self,
but I'm exceptional in my behavior; I'm not a husband off the 'normal' shelf.
So I'll keep on pretending to not understand and not cooperate, and not agree.
It's just an act I do for my dear wife's own good; .......it's really not the 'real' me.
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