Hi Guys, hope you're doing fine!I posted some of this text in "Deadbedroom", but I believe this is the ideal place for this.
So grab a pop corn!!
I believe I read 90% of the posts and success stories of MRP in the last 4 days... Lol.I'm sorry if I posted in the wrong place, I'm new here at Reddit and getting used to it.I would like to share a piece of my story. I ended up here by chance after reading "No More Mr. Nice Guy" and joining a Facebook group. I will try to summarize to the maximum.
I'm a nice guy.I never understand why some things happened.... "ohh..you're so cuuute. You're not like other mens!"NMMNG book gave me answers. Looks like the book was wrote for me!I opened my eyes when about 1 month ago my wife almost left. Let's start!
Four years ago I was dismissed from job. Good money, status. But 9 hours/day only replying e-mails. WOW.I was dismessed as soon as our daughter was born. I took as a good thing and decided to change my area, after all, we have money saved, we have no debt.From birth, four years, to this day, I take care of the house. Bath in dogs, clean the house when the cleaning lady does not come, I go to the market, etc. etc.
So in my new profession, I worked from 4AM to 4PM when I pick up our daughter at school (I left her at 9AM).Meanwhile, my wife risingon her profession, changing company and I always supporting her in the decisions, hearing the problems of the work, getting the house always tidy for when she arrives no need to have trouble and not get bored. "Ohhh your husband is so nice! Wish my were like that!"
In these 4 years, I spent 2 years doing freelance ( entered some money) and 2 years in the new profession (absolutely no money entered). I sat down one day with her and asked her if she could handle paying bills, etc., while I went after my dream. I had this conversation every six months during those two years. She ALWAYS accepted and supported me. (Detail: I was pretty fat, lost 90lb alone, just adjusting my mind. I quit smoking, too)
When a month ago she just didn't care anymore. She didn't talk, she didn't care. Sex?! Pff... As with 99% of people, before marriage was practically every day. After she got pregnant it was every 1 month. When she got pregnant even, I was 1 year without sex. Yes, my friends... Is true. But anyway, I was 1 year without sex, after all she was the "love of my Life", right???
Until 1 month ago the 'bomb' came:
- I don't want you anymore. You have no ambition, I don't love you anymore, I'm under a lot of pressure.
-What do you mean? I didn't knew anything and you said it was okay!-But it's not. I'm not happy, I can't stand it anymore. I want divorce!
Parentheses: from 1 year and a half to here, I greatly improved my self-esteem and self-confidence. Very much. I believe we must exhaust all possibilities before making a decision.
That's what I told her.
We decided to get help, although I already do sessions with psychologist for panic attacks, she agreed to do it for her.
So for a month now, I've been "working". Listen even more about her work (pathetic), buy flowers (wtf?), breakfast (oohh your husband is so sweet!) and all the bullshit that you already know.
Now I have to go back to my old profession, but I do not find a job. Sending some CVs and doing some interviews. Not a problem to me. Sometimes we have to step back.
So I noticed that the last 2 weeks she was 'strange".I thought: "Alrighty Mr Nice Guy, let's have a nice conversation with her!"The judging eyes, the crossed arms, the rolling eyes.She said:-I can't stand anymore all pressure on me! (again)
- Ok, I'm trying to find a job, actually today I made some package deliveries to earn some money. I'm making a step behind to reconstruct my mind.
- But you're giving up your dream and I don't see ambition in you!
And to end she said:
- Btw that job interview that you did on Monday, I don't think that you will pass!
- Wtf?Result: I ended up at a motel. LOLThat's when I've started to read MRP.
Reading. Reading. Reading. Reading. Thinking.
I think I lost the "Power " When I was dismissed from previous job and turned out to take care of our daughter. My wife go to work while I was trying to "win" in the new profession. She, my wife, said that did not admire myself anymore, because I had no ambition. Even I waking up at 4.00 in the morning, doing exercises, studying, taking the child to the doctor, doing homework with daughter, making food, etc. For me it was a "betrayal ", because all this was talked about earlier.... Any similarity with MRP Anger Phase????? LOL!
I think that since she got promoted and got a salary raise and I'm not working at a 9-5 job, she feel that she's powerful... That doesn't need a man in her life.
Sex?! What's that?
She get home everyday and: " I'm very tired. Going to sleep "and ends on Netflix on cellphone at bed.
That's part 1.Now the 'phoenix' part. I know it has been few days that I've discovered MRP, but when I put something in my head, I go to the end. And in this issue I'll go to the end too.Eight months till a month ago, I was consistant at the gym, running on treadmill, push-ups and abs, but I always felt like I needed to pull iron.
Anyway, Friday I came home (I slept in the motel from Thursday to Friday).
From Friday (19) to today, Monday (22), I did not open my mouth to talk to her. STFU. I don't want to talk to her.I didn't look into her eyes. I just left without giving any info were I was going, went for a walk, had coffee... Alone.I played with our daughter, etc. From Saturday to here she's pulling conversation and I'm just saying yes or no.She even brought me popcorn in the office and made my favorite food: Parmeggiana. Coincidence???
Sunday I went to the mall alone to change my wardrobe. I bought shirts that I've always wanted and she ALWAYS said that they didn't fit good on me. Fuck that. I bought a fucking nice shirt to do job interviews.I ran at street yesterday and I'm waiting for a personal trainer friend to pass me a bodybuilding workout.
Is it going to end in something? I haven't any idea.
But one thing is certain: I will get back MY power. Enough from wanting to "please", to let her fell comfy with her male girlfriend. Fuck that. If she wants to go along, go. If not, I'm going to thrive.And I'm aware that I'm going back to my old profession from scratch, with a low salary, while she has a high salary. But who's going to reign in my house is me.
Long Life to MRP.
Thank you FROM MY HEART to all those who share their stories. Helped me a lot.And to think I had thoughts of making life insurance and leaving everything to my daughter... NEVER AGAIN.