Hello.

I'll tell you the whole story of what happened today, but I just want to know if you share bank accounts/Location/email with your wife. My intuition tells me that's super Beta.

So this happens today. This is Blue Pill as you cannot even imagine.

I feel very lost. I'll be brutally honest.

My wife and I share all our bank accounts. We're saving in order to buy a house someday.

She has an alert that sends an email to my email address whenever something is bought with my credit card.

She also has access to my email... ah, and she can see my location with the IPhone (I can see hers too).

Today I went to the gym to lift, and then to study to a Starbucks... But, before, I spent 5 dollars in a pen. I was close from home, but I wanted to buy a pen to a store close by. We have lots of pens home.

When I arrived in the Starbucks, I felt afraid that she would see my email, find out that I spent some money I didn't need to spend, and then start BSing me on it.

So I change my email account.

5 mins later she messages me and says "Did you change your email password?"

Me: Yes.

Her: Oh, OK, then later tonight you can enter your password in my phone.

Me: What for? It's not necessary. It was helpful while I was looking for a job. I got it and you don't need it anymore.

Her: Don't come back home to eat. And don't come back to sleep either.

Me: ???? I don't see your email and there's no problem.

And then... I start Googling on boundaries and sharing passwords. I found links like these:

So I start having second thoughts... and then my blue pill takes all over me, and I finish driving back home. While I was driving home, I keep thinking "I love her... I cannot lose her... I love her..."

Once I get home, I don't even say hi. I just run to her grab her phone and enter my password in her phone.

And then, of course, she gives me a stupid STest on why had I don't that just in order to hide some useless purchase; you should not be wasting money uselessly; that's why we don't have a house; I don't see a leader in you; all that you want is to live like a king: wake up, be served and then go to sleep. I don't see love from you.

Me: (STFU until this moment) Me neither (referring to the absolute lack of intimacy).

Her: Other 10 minutes of instructing me on what I should buy, not buy, etc.

30 min. later: Her (message): Come back home to eat, my love. I just ask from you more communication and responsibility.

I go back to eat. Because, you know, going to McDonald's would be wasting money that we need to save.

Ugh...

So, do you share bank accounts/Location/email with your wife?

Have a nice day. St. Valentine's, no less.

P. S. Now that I see, alerts are only in accounts to my name, not in hers... And I don't have access to her email either.