Parting thoughts on a dead 30 year marriage

In our short time together, as meaningless in the end as a distant galaxy:

Can you recall an action you took that was solely in my best interest? Can you recall me acknowledging it?

Can you recall any actions you took that raised concerns for you that they might be hurtful to me? Can you recall a single instance me trying to tell you that you were hurting me?

You said that I was not a feminist 20 years after I stopped describing myself as a fellow traveler of the woman's movement. Do you believe you are? On what basis?

Is there any chance that you're just out for yourself, angry at everyone because you can't get the attention you think you need or deserve or crave?

Do you have better friends now that you've destroyed me (or Doron)? Female friends? Male friends?

Does the new you attract the gaze of anyone? Do you have your first recurring client yet? (Other than me.)

What have you learned in the last three years? How have you improved? Can you share your new wisdom with anyone? Do they believe you? For how long?

Do you feel powerful during sex? I don't have any so I don't feel anything. I have no opinion other than exhaustion after the war in bed with you.

If you dropped dead tomorrow, would any one care?  Except me?  Your partner? 

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