I think I tell a story quite well. I quite like telling them as it gives me a place to vent and I tell them in a very matter of fact kind of way. The whole thing has worn me down though. I just want a peaceful life. Yesterday for instance I just wanted to be able to finish my dinner, but I couldn't.
I do document the negative much more than the positive as to get the bile out seems to be better than to let it fester. There isn't much point in posting the times when you are peacefully able to eat your dinner.
It seems a lot of Korean relationships border on the psychopathic. I have seen men beating their partners in cars and on the street. It is alien to me though. If someone screams and shouts at me I want to walk away. If someone tries to hit me my reaction is much the same. However, it seems that a lot of these women like to rant and eventually do get a fist back in return. I never want to do that and so the screaming and breaking of things gets more extreme. It's like she is trying to provoke a reaction, but I just won't give it. One of her favourite buzzwords is "kill me" and she will say this whilst trying to punch the hell out of my arm. I just look at her as though she is crazy because it is crazy. It's in those kind of moments that I say "to hell with this. I need to get out of the house".
For sure, it is not healthy. If I end up going out and getting drunk then that is bad for me and that's an evening when I was more than happy to sit at home and read or post something silly on here. Rather than punch anyone, I would sooner go out and sink a few beers for a little peace of mind. It's also the mental pressure that can get to you as well. Nobody likes to row. I think I have reached the end of my tether though. You can't be ripping up marriage documents and then three days later expect me to be as right as rain and to tell me that it was my fault that she decided to physically destroy something.
She is unable to take responsibility for her violent ways. If she hits me, then it's my fault that she hit me. If she breaks something then it's my fault because I made her break it. It crosses the line between a row and being outright destruction and I realise the destructive impact this can have on my mind too. I am a man with firm convictions, but I am also quite peaceful. I've had enough of it TBH. It seems that she is unable to see the error of her ways and I am getting to the point where I am just beyond caring. I will try to explain that physically attacking me is a criminal act and she will just say "But you said blah blah blah and so made me do it". How can you reason with that kind of thinking? It's a good thing she isn't a mother. "Mummy why did you hit me?". "Well, you made me do it". It's absurd.
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