I'm married. So now what?
My traditional Chinese Wedding Dinner is a year away.
We're still living apart and it's a hard to be apart. Even more so when we WANT to see each other daily, even if it's just for dinner and a nap until 12am and then he has to send me home...
The separation is giving me a lot of depression. The fact that the Tormentors are making it harder because of their stupid actions doesn't make me feel any better about this situation.
We've been married for about 2 months. And I just wish we could already move into our own space and be with each other just like how man and wife should be.
But it's not happening. And that's giving me a lot of grief and unhappiness.
My own father's pissing all over the kitchen toilet that I use and letting cockroaches breed in them every weekend when I'm away.
Just this long weekend alone, he did it again. And this time I was so disgusted by the baby cockroaches scurrying around, I pulled at my toilet door too hard and broke my thumb nail. The nail stabbed into my flesh in the process and it is now infected.
For that, I had to take 2 days of unpaid leave to stay indoors and handicapped because I can't type or cook or do anything with my left hand. (Right hand typing word by word now FYI)
I'm so sick of their actions. For a moment, I thought they would be happy for me. But I'm wrong. Right after our solemnization, the Queen Bitch started her schemes and drama.
Demanding exorbitant dowry and refusing to let me move out although my gracious mother in law had provided us an apartment to move into while waiting for our BTO to be ready.
I tried to do my laundry yesterday and quickly went out before I had to see their faces. Unfortunately I forgot to hand up my laundry in my hurry.
So guess what happened? One of them threw my wet laundry into a pail and pissed on it.
Fantastic.
On days like these, I'm suicidal.
Anyway, the Husband has a serious dental hygiene issue and he refuses to visit the dentist. I have stopped kissing him as much as I want to because the smell of his breath makes me want to vomit. And I'm contemplating annulment of marriage if he doesn't improve his breath, because I can't even kiss him during sex and when he's on top and breathing down my face, I feel like I'm going to force vomit on his face.
I feel like shit saying this but I'm at my wit's end.
I love him and I want to be with him but he's oral hygiene is beyond acceptable.
I think I'm a shitty wife.
My traditional Chinese Wedding Dinner is a year away.
We're still living apart and it's a hard to be apart. Even more so when we WANT to see each other daily, even if it's just for dinner and a nap until 12am and then he has to send me home...
The separation is giving me a lot of depression. The fact that the Tormentors are making it harder because of their stupid actions doesn't make me feel any better about this situation.
We've been married for about 2 months. And I just wish we could already move into our own space and be with each other just like how man and wife should be.
But it's not happening. And that's giving me a lot of grief and unhappiness.
My own father's pissing all over the kitchen toilet that I use and letting cockroaches breed in them every weekend when I'm away.
Just this long weekend alone, he did it again. And this time I was so disgusted by the baby cockroaches scurrying around, I pulled at my toilet door too hard and broke my thumb nail. The nail stabbed into my flesh in the process and it is now infected.
For that, I had to take 2 days of unpaid leave to stay indoors and handicapped because I can't type or cook or do anything with my left hand. (Right hand typing word by word now FYI)
I'm so sick of their actions. For a moment, I thought they would be happy for me. But I'm wrong. Right after our solemnization, the Queen Bitch started her schemes and drama.
Demanding exorbitant dowry and refusing to let me move out although my gracious mother in law had provided us an apartment to move into while waiting for our BTO to be ready.
I tried to do my laundry yesterday and quickly went out before I had to see their faces. Unfortunately I forgot to hand up my laundry in my hurry.
So guess what happened? One of them threw my wet laundry into a pail and pissed on it.
Fantastic.
On days like these, I'm suicidal.
Anyway, the Husband has a serious dental hygiene issue and he refuses to visit the dentist. I have stopped kissing him as much as I want to because the smell of his breath makes me want to vomit. And I'm contemplating annulment of marriage if he doesn't improve his breath, because I can't even kiss him during sex and when he's on top and breathing down my face, I feel like I'm going to force vomit on his face.
I feel like shit saying this but I'm at my wit's end.
I love him and I want to be with him but he's oral hygiene is beyond acceptable.
I think I'm a shitty wife.
