I think it is time to leave 11 upvotes | September 24, 2018 | by throwaway76554672 ------------------------- I am a 30 year old male, and she is 34. We have lived together for 5 years. My bench PR is 225 Lbs, Squat is 295, and OHP is 155. My BF% is around 15 to 20%. I weight 180 lbs and I am 5'9. I have not read any of the books here that are advised on, but I did read Enchiridion and Marcus Aurelius' Meditations, which they are part of the stoic philosophy the Red Pill requests. Side bar read. I am a good looking male, and I have the confidence to think that I can get any woman I want. My current downside is that I have bad debt that I am trying to clear up since it has spiraled out of control. Two important things that I should mention: I have not gamed her in a year, and she has OCD related PTSD from a bad accident. She is scared of food being contaminated. I think my debt issues start from her problems with food. After I grocery shop weekly (~ $225), and after work and before getting home, I find that most of the time I have to stop by the grocery store to purchase more things for dinner and snacks. I would spend about $30 to $40 dollars extra daily, while some food that I bought that weekend will go to waste. Our pantry is full with food but it is not used. I believe if I was single I would use all of that food. Why haven't I gamed her? Last year she took some medication for her mental health illness that made her gain weight. She currently sits at 340 lbs. She slept/layed on the couch from August of last year to May of this year, and as a "nice" guy I took care of her. I cleaned, I cooked, I cut the grass, I walked the dog, I did the laundry, I took care of the cars. A one man army. Last April, I was diagnosed with mono and I had 3 fevers in 2 months. I kept doing the same chores, without any help since she was too busy with her teaching job, meds or who knows. Just last week she apologized for not taking care of me; her excuse was she was still in meds and feeling tired. I think she has the princess syndrome, and she probably wouldn't be a good mother. She gives me BJs but I do not reciprocate, and I had to hear about it in arguments. These past 2 months have been hell. We have been renovating the kitchen, and her dad and her cousin are helping me do it. While she lays on the couch, she has 3 men working in the house. After they leave, I cook, I clean (the dishwashers is temporarily in the basement, so emptying it and re-loading it is a work on itself), walk the dog, get laundry done, etc. She absolutely does nothing. I have hear all the shit tests in the world, but at this time I just want to fail them because I do not want to do anything with her since she is so inept. I don't fail them though. Shit test examples: * Cousin: Look at those lats. You look good man, I wish I looked like you. Her: Stop stroking his ego, I have to deal with that after you leave. * Cousin: All you have are tight shirts that show your biceps. I guess if you have them you have to flaunt them. Her: That's all he has, he looks like a fag. She asks me if she can help when I am working in the house. I try to lead her to assist me with some of the stuff, but then it becomes a power struggle: * Me: Yes, can you put away those cereal boxes on the table? Her: But one of them is dirty with construction dust. Me: I am not sure which box is "dirty" for you. That's why asked you. If you don't want them throw them out. * Her: Can you buy me popcorn? Me: You have 2 partially open bags in the pantry. Her: I don't know how old they are. Me: If you don't want them throw them out. I saw them there that's why I didn't buy any while I was grocery shopping. * Her after I cut the grass: We should fertilize. Me: I have to finish cleaning, the laundry, then cook. If I have time I will. You can help me so we can finish quicker. Her after 30 minutes of vacuuming: My wrist hurts, I need to sit down. (I end up completing the task, and I cannot fertilize). But the thing that actually PISSES me off the most is the "why don't you" questions. If I am taking Advil, she asks "why don't you take Tylenol?", if I wash the white clothes, she asks "why don't you do colours?", and if I run the dishwasher at 8:00 pm, she asks "why don't you run it before we go to bed"? Or the "did you" questions. If I mop, she asks "did you use the bucket you were using for the grout"?, if I cook eggs I get the "Did you use a new or old butter? My dad had his dirty hands in there", or after I cook she asks me "what is the expire date?" Like I literally just want to do chores so that I don't have to listen to her. or the "you can't" statements. While going up and down emptying and reloading the dishwasher, she says "you can't let the organic can open without anything on top because the dog will eat it". I tell her "I am going up and down while you are on the couch. I didn't let the dog out, you did. so supervise him, if you don't want to supervise him crate him". You can't put the bed sheets in cold, it has to be warm. And yes, I seldom UP, LIKE LAST FRIDAY WHERE I SERVED HER DAD A STALE PEPSI THAT WAS EXPIRED. LIKE I DID NOT BUY THE PEPSI, I DON'T DRINK PEPSI, IF IT IS EXPIRED AND NOT THROWN AWAY IS NOT BECAUSE OF ME. I DON'T EAT BUTTER OR SUGAR, AND IF IT WAS LEFT ON THE TABLE FOR THE CAT TO RUB AGAINST IT IT IS NOT MY FAULT IT WAS NOT PUT AWAY. I DON'T HAVE ALL THE TIME OF THE WORLD TO DO ALL OF HER SHIT. SHE ASKS ME THESE QUESTIONS EVERY SINGLE DAY, AND WHEN I up, I start to doubt my abilities. I have come to the habit of asking her "do you want me to do this or that" just because I am afraid of doing the wrong thing. Yesterday, she told me she senses I don't want to be with her anymore. I avoided the conversation like an idiot. Instead, I told her she makes me feel like I do everything wrong, and that she doesn't help, like an idiot. She is unwilling to change, and there is so much a men can take. This morning, she got frustrated with me. I cleaned the front hall closet last Friday. There were 2 or 3 of her leather boots broken in there laying on the floor where it is impossible to close the mirror door properly. I told her to get rid of them, she said she will fix them and it's been about 2 years and nothing has been done. The door closes better now. This morning, apparently "people" (me) put mud on her work shoes when I put my shoes on top of hers. I stayed quieted, but in my mind I wanted to say "I spent my Friday night cleaning the closet, and like what you said is true, about taking care of shoes really good, the closet would have been cleaned by now. There's not room for my 3 shoes because all of your shoes that you do not use for more than 10 years are still there. You told me to put the shoes in the closet because the dog eats them. Also, get rid of the boots like I told you". I am pissed at work, and I want to leave my current life. TL;DR: Not looking for validation. She does absolutely nothing. She thinks she is a princess and everything revolves around her. She tell me what, when, and how things should be done like I am her peasant. Renovations are hard on everyone, but her behaviour is running out of control. Read the last 3 sentences. Rant over. ------------------------- Archived from https://theredarchive.com/post/203982