A senior editor at The Atlantic reveals more than she seems to realise, chiefly about herself.
You see, a very comfortable middle-class life with three children and a loving husband, in which time can be spent choosing new kitchens and chatting with the cleaner, is actually intolerably oppressive and an obvious basis for divorce.
An acquaintance of mine once remarked on the subject of marriage as follows:
“Just find someone you hate and buy them a house”.
Marriage seems, at times, to be a case of “Be careful of what you wish for–you might just get it.”
My starter wife and I went to see the film – An Unmarried Woman https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0078444/. The film was so cliche’ and full of unlikeable characters that I got up and walked out of the film (my starter wife followed) about halfway through it. We both agreed that the film was awful.
Only months later, my starter-wife cleaned out our apartment of EVERYTHING without any warning while I was at work. No warning. No hint of anything amiss. She then wrote letters to all my close friends and family, explaining how awful a person I was … in a desperate attempt to justify her unilateral display of selfish indulgence in an affair with someone she “met” in her college class.
Let’s just say, that as painful as it was at the time … God really helped me dodge a bullet by allowing THAT woman to fulfill her most selfish desires. Phew! Thank you God! We often misinterpret temporary pain for a lifetime of freedom. Freedom from insanely stifling selfishness. My ‘second’ wife and I have been married for 39 years.
We often misinterpret temporary pain for a lifetime of freedom.
That’s often happened to me with respect to certain women I courted and who dumped me. It certainly didn’t feel good when it happened. Now that I’m a lot older, I sometimes hear of what happened to them.
Yeah, I dodged a lot of bullets. In some cases, the women in question got a better deal. Others got what they wanted and now they have to deal with it, if you know what I mean.
No long-term regrets about any of them. Sadly, I often became blotto because their rejections….. and they turned out to be the waste of a good hangover.
This cringeworthy Atlantic article also reminded me of another bullet I dodged. I was at a “Day on the Green” concert at the Oakland Coliseum with a college girlfriend in 1976 … Chicago and The Beach Boys as I recall. In the middle of the concert. She looked around at the 40,000 people in the stadium and said to me that she needed her space so she could meet all of these people before getting too much more involved with me. Hahahaha ha ha … I laugh at that painful DUMP ME moment now … but the woman in this article is doing the exact same thing. There are so many things in life she needs to explore, as if that will “free her” from her dreary life. She is torturing her own mind by imagining all the “alternate” things she could be doing. Yiikes! Men … my salient advice to you is to FLEE from women who are not, and cannot ever be content with themselves. Cannot ever be comfortable with their lives and choices.
he was standing between me and the world, between me and myself.
If your girlfriend or wife ever says anything remotely like this … RUN !! As far from this mental patient as you can get.
I know personally two women who thought they met “the one”, got married, and, within a year, were filing for divorce.
One eventually got re-married to some local moneybags, became the matron of her new family’s company, and is now regarded as a successful business woman.
The other one shacked up with her boyfriend for several years, decided it was time to marry him (complete with, apparently, a traditional wedding in keeping with her ancestral culture), and, after a few months, decided she “wasn’t happy”.
I had my eye on them before they engaged in their grand follies. Looking back, I’m glad they dumped me when they did. If, let’s say, I’d married one or the other, it would have been far more miserable and expensive to be rid of them.
I’m glad things worked out for you.
Kind regards.
BA…. Garth Brooks recorded a song a long time ago entitled (I think) Sometimes I Thank God For Unanswered Prayers that nicely fits this theme!
Yes. I did that to myself.
My parents were married, I took that as a warning.
My mother would have identified with this fool.
Islam is right about women.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Women_in_Islam
Say, what?!
But Islam is quite wrong about Islam, so it still gets a negative score.
I believe you meant to say: “Islam is wrong about everything.”
With enough women like the one in this story- and there are legions of them- I don’t know how Western Civilization is going to survive the coming Shitstorm
Been there done that. By the way, we will not survive the coming shitstorm.
I have survived many shitstorms in 81 years of living – including 54 years married to the same wife.
So, what is one more.
However, I am realist and realize there are many shitstorms in life that can knock you down, sometimes in just days.
So best to just enjoy each new day and live it like it is the last.
As for now, I have to venture out in -25C weather to clear the driveway and sidewalk. Hoping that climate change does not take me down.
You speak with a clarity and wisdom unmatched by my similarly-aged POTUS. Congratulations! That harsh environment has made you strong. Oh … and probably all that MEAT you’ve eaten in your lifetime 🙂
We would be on the same page but I am tired of lies and evil bastards trying to steal what little is left of our lives. At our age every day, no, every hour may be the last. Of course that applies to everyone every where everyday. It is time for the young to open their eyes, as they will be the one’s to suffer the most and the longest.
I hate stupid in any form, yet day after day that is what we are exposed to. It has to stop.
I have kicked back at every shit storm I have encountered, now I no longer have the connected pull, or the strength. I want to live every day as I have, and that is as a free man. No freaking compromise.
I don’t think it impossible that our civilization may survive the coming shit storm, but only long enough to meet a shit storm that it can’t survive.
Coming shitstorm? You mean the current Stasi enforced Scamdemic fueled tyranny is par for the course?
The only person in that story I cared to hear more about was Luba. Luba was dismissed in a single paragraph as the crazy Russian housekeeper who believed everything she heard about COVID. Honor apparently found Luba’s “conspiracy theories” (read: real news reported in the Russophone press, ignored by the globalist media) terribly amusing.
I don’t know what hopes and dreams Luba had when she fled the disaster area that wealthy, entitled westerners had made of the Soviet Union. Having enough to eat and a place to live that had its own bathroom come to mind.
Being allowed to tell the truth even if her betters didn’t want to hear it comes to mind as well. In the Soviet Union the only broadcaster whose programming wasn’t a pack of lies from start to finish was the Armenian Radio. Luba must have hoped that it would be different in America.
Honor clearly wasn’t interested in reporting on Luba’s frustrated aspirations, and probably never bothered to ask. Our masters and mistresses never take what their drudges have to say seriously. We’re lucky if all they do is laugh at us.
No worries about Luba, she is russian, she will always find a job making pierogis for minimum wage, and if she is young she can always suplement her income by prostituting herself behind the dumpster, there certainly is some Dimitri in an Adidas track suit and a gold bracelet who will offer her protection.
Just WOW! Guys, take solace that she’s looking for a woman. Ladies beware.
I hope she finds her own ‘butch’ who can really strap it on and pleasure her as only a pretend man can do
A lot of this stuff stems from the lie girls are told all through high school and college that they can have it all: career, family and high flying, care-free, fabulous lifestyle all without making any sacrifices. Have seen a lot of this first hand with our friends whose marriages have collapsed trying to raise kids and support two full-time careers. There are people who can make it work but their lives are generally miserable despite all the trappings.
You have to feel bad for her husband. Bet he wishes he had married that easygoing, overweight girl who loves beer and football.
I think I found her husband.
https://babylonbee.com/news/leftist-who-keeps-getting-covid-tests-says-he-can-quit-anytime
Heh … that’s the life of intellectuallists.
They go on and on and on until they get to a dead end and think they found paradise.
In other circumstances the woman would be in a tent in front of SF city hall, smoking soma and be happy.
She’s not a woman, she’s a female.
A card game is a metaphor for marriage.
It begins with two hearts and a diamond.
Near the end the hapless player is hoping for a club and a spade…
And sometimes, one of them turns out to be a real pain in the ace.
A lot of words just to tell everyone how crushing the souls of those who depended on her wasn’t quite enough to nix the exciting chance to play for the other team.
Framing her essay as some sort of “Is this all there is to life?” line of B.S. is just a bald faced lie.
And we wonder why so many white, middle and upper middle class North American females are taking mood altering prescription drugs. There’s a societal illness going around.
Which came first, the societal illness or the drugs?
The societal illness… it’s called feminism.
She’s got quite the manjaw.
Post-wall NYC millennium feminist, probably was having those drinks with AOC.
Enjoy the decline.
Sorry Cowboy – that’s beyond a manjaw. That’s a horse face!!!
One look at her photo leads me to conclude she’d be much happier with another ugly woman …
https://www.nytimes.com/by/honor-jones
And either way … if her parents gave her the name “Honor” or if it’s her made-up pen name … it bespeaks a psychotic underpinning. A real psycho.
“One look at her photo ….”
I just realized it was her photo, I thought it was an ad for some remake of Steven King’s Misery.
I think one might call her a cugly funt, if one were so inclined. And she has the character/personality to match!
The cow sounds like my first wife. At the time, she couldn’t believe that, amongst others, MY family wasn’t happy for her being liberated (lol!)
25 years later, she is alienated from our kids and is still an unhappy, unfulfilled, lonely wretch. Leaving me was the best present she ever gave me, although she made sure the kids suffered mightily for her ‘freedom’.
Husband after being nagged for an hour, “you’re beginning to sound like my ex wife”
Wife “you never told me you were married before”
Husband “I wasn’t”
Lmfao!
Thanks to the infusion of self centered psycho-babble “wisdom” into the mainstream, we have a lot more messed up people than we did one generation ago. And their therapists only exacerbate the self-centeredness – hey, you get to talk about yourself for an hour, and realize that it is always the fault of your childhood, or others, or the circumstances. Never look in the mirror honestly. Find a mantra to repeat to yourself to avoid reality. “I was just trying to meet MY needs…”
We are going to have a lot more messed up people if there is a next generation.
The solution will never happen, but a good start would be to stop teaching psycho-babble in our schools and start teaching welding.
Stories like these are anecdotal until one remembers Kathleen Wynne, former premier of the province of Ontario. She left her husband to marry a lesbian, forced him to live in the basement of their former home, and wrecked a province in her attempts to find herself. These cases create a lot of heartache and mostly for others.
Coming up on 30 years married. I still introduce her as “my first wife” to keep her on her toes.
The husband in the article is the lucky one. He escaped that thing without lifting a finger.
Just celebrated 36 year anniversary with my beautiful wife (38 years if we count from when we met). Sorry to read all the derisive comments about women in this thread. The same could be said about men who abuse their spouses, and who are assholes.
Sweeping generalizations don’t help.
Stevie…can i call you Steve?
First of all, congrats on your long and hopefully happy marriage.
But..the derisive comments are not directed at about “all” women, just to the “Eat, Love, Pray” Sex and the City bunch that divorces men at a 80% rate.
..Tootles
Soap stone counter tops, eh? scratches and crumbs. yep that divorce was coming anyway.
Hope the kids are better off.
A little over 2 weeks ago almost lost my wife of 24 years. Back at home now recovering, and we are like a couple of newlyweds again.
This woman says she loves her husband. No she does not, she only loves herself, in the way society has instructed her.
This woman is hardly human anymore.
I’m sorry to hear of your near loss. I hope the prognosis is for a return to life as normal … May God bless you both with many more years together.
Yea I went through something similar a couple of years ago Paul. It’s 35 years for us now as well, I couldn’t imagine getting stuck with some of these so called women, especially the kind society breeds today!
Air-lift Miss Selfish to North Korea and leave her there.
Listening to her insufferable twaddle is too much.
It’s sooooooooo disappointing when you cannot afford the “leather finish” quartzite island countertop …
It’s enough to make one dump her husband for a penniless lesbian
Husbands have been dumped for less than that.
One of my relatives was twice divorced. Wife #1 cheated on him and decided one day that she didn’t want to be married to him. Things turned out to be so bad that he didn’t have any contact with either of the two sons they had nor any of the grandchildren. That side of the family was written out of his will.
Wife #2 was basically looking for a live-in babysitter. Once the last of her brats finished high school, she gave him the heave-ho and moved in with her girlfriend.
No wonder he told me one day, “Never again.”
This reads like it was written by one Kathleen Wynne’s ghostwriters.
For those who don’t have the patience to read it all (I have only skimmed through it) here is the synopsis:
A spoiled whore ruins her family’s lives to find herself.
The End.
Perfect summary.
Her problem is she has an idealized version of what life should be, that doesn’t match her reality. Unfortunately, she does not – and may never – realize that life is pretty much about crumbs, compromises, and adjusting dreams to budgets
Also, once you have children, they come first. Your needs are weighted against their wants, not against their needs. Because of what she has done, her children are a giant rehab festival waiting to happen. And it is all on her. I am not a spiritual person, but if there is hell she is going straight there.