So this past weekend, my wife went out with her divorced friend and didn’t wear her ring. As some context, this friend got pregnant when engaged, didn’t tell the fiancé, got an abortion so she could fit into her wedding dress. If that doesn’t red pill a man, I don’t know what will. When my wife got home, I said you need to wear your ring because that is disrespectful (setting boundaries). Monday comes and she put her ring downstairs on the table where mine usually sits and she went to work. I wasn’t mad, I was amused and thought “she’s so fucking childish”, and I took the ring back. Halfway through work, I realized that this was a major shit test and began to get really angry so I left, put the ring back, saw 2 lawyers, and hit the gym.

Wednesday, she comes home and I say, “why aren’t you wearing your ring anymore?”. She screamed, “ why did it take you 3 days to notice!!!” I was fucking dying of laughter inside, this is so childish and getting tiresome. She was also upset because I said, “thanks for doing my laundry,I can doing it forward”. She took it as muh feelz he’s leaving me and doesn’t want me to do his shit anymore, cried for an hour so I just stfu and listened. She said I’m saving up my money and going to get a place and you can deal with the mortgage (clearly hasn’t spoken to a lawyer). Then I said I spoke to a lawyer because you have been threatening me and she freaked out more, bad stfu move right there. Lastly, it actually hurt me when she was yelling and crying for an hour telling me all the shit I’ve done wrong and a lot of it was things I had read on the side bar and rational male about being a good captain and an oak. I wish I had found this place years ago.

I started to see a therapist for my anger issues. I need to work on these issues for me. My wife agreed to come next week to a session, which I really didn’t expect because she acts like she dgaf anymore. I’ve learned that stfu is great but you have to be yourself around your wife so if you have interesting stuff to say and chat about then do it. I wasn’t for a few weeks and she fell into my frame and we just got more distant. Frankly, I’m getting really tired of the dead bed room, cold and distant, unforgiving wife that does things out of spite to hurt me. Not sure how much more I have in me, meaning it may be time for me to leave or start spinning plates.

Thoughts on how I handled this shit test?