There is a great deal of misunderstanding regarding what makes a successful marriage. If we ask people what would help their theirs, almost invariably they’ll start with a polite generality about getting more help, or better communication, or more intimacy. But in fairly short order we’ll find most of the complaints line up on the partner.

The line defining when to care versus when to let something go requires a subtle balancing act between being ourselves, and the choice to trade the sacrifices to self, for the advantages of a partnership.

Thanks to pressures of daily life, no one stands still on that wide grey line. Everyone is always in a constant state of balancing, including the very happiest couples. But what’s their advantage then? The happy ones?

Their advantage is largely humility. Someone posted a reply on Reddit a few years back that speaks very well to this. It’s a good example of someone being courageous, self-aware and loving. Through her own realization she has managed to shift from want to appreciation, and she does it so well that, with her permission, I’ll just let this wife speak for herself:

My “Aha Moment” happened because of a package of hamburger meat. I asked my husband to stop by the store to pick up a few things for dinner, and when he got home, he plopped the bag on the counter. I started pulling things out of the bag, and realized he’d gotten the 70/30 hamburger meat – which means it’s 70% lean and 30% fat.

I asked, “What’s this?”

“Hamburger meat,” he replied, slightly confused.

“You didn’t get the right kind,” I said.

“I didn’t?” He replied with his brow furrowed. ” Was there some other brand you wanted or something?”

“No. You’re missing the point, ” I said. “You got the 70/30. I always get at least the 80/20.”

He laughed. “Oh. That’s all? I thought I’d really messed up or something.”

That’s how it started. I launched into him. I berated him for not being smarter. Why would he not get the more healthy option? Did he even read the labels? Why can’t I trust him? Do I need to spell out every little thing for him in minute detail so he gets it right? Also, and the thing I was probably most offended by, why wasn’t he more observant? How could he not have noticed over the years what I always get? Does he not pay attention to anything I do?

As he sat there, bearing the brunt of my righteous indignation and muttering responses like, “I never noticed,” “I really don’t think it’s that big of a deal,” and “I’ll get it right next time,” I saw his face gradually take on an expression that I’d seen on him a lot in recent years. It was a combination of resignation and demoralization. He looked eerily like our son does when he gets chastised. That’s when it hit me. “Why am I doing this? I’m not his mom.”

I suddenly felt terrible. And embarrassed for myself. He was right. It really wasn’t anything to get bent out of shape over. And there I was doing just that. Over a silly package of hamburger meat that he dutifully picked up from the grocery store just like I asked. If I had specific requirements, I should have been clearer. I didn’t know how to gracefully extract myself from the conversation without coming across like I have some kind of split personality, so I just mumbled something like, “Yeah. I guess we’ll make do with this. I’m going to start dinner.”

He seemed relieved it was over and he left the kitchen.

And then I sat there and thought long and hard about what I’d just done. And what I’d been doing to him for years, probably. The “hamburger meat moment,” as I’ve come to call it, certainly wasn’t the first time I scolded him for not doing something the way I thought it should be done. He was always putting something away in the wrong place. Or leaving something out. Or neglecting to do something altogether. And I was always right there to point it out to him.

Why do I do that? How does it benefit me to constantly belittle my husband? The man that I’ve taken as my partner in life. The father of my children. The guy I want to have by my side as I grow old. Why do I do what women are so often accused of, and try to change the way he does every little thing? Do I feel like I’m accomplishing something? Clearly not if I feel I have to keep doing it. Why do I think it’s reasonable to expect him to remember everything I want and do it just that way? The instances in which he does something differently, does it mean he’s wrong? When did “my way” become “the only way?” When did it become okay to constantly correct him and lecture him and point out every little thing I didn’t like as if he were making some kind of mistake?

And how does it benefit him? Does it make him think, “Wow! I’m sure glad she was there to set me straight?” I highly doubt it. He probably feels like I’m harping on him for no reason whatsoever. And it I’m pretty sure it makes him think his best approach in regards to me is to either stop doing things around the house, or avoid me altogether.

Two cases in point. #1. I recently found a shard of glass on the kitchen floor. I asked him what happened. He said he broke a glass the night before. When I asked why he didn’t tell me, he said, “I just cleaned it up and threw it away because I didn’t want you to have a conniption fit over it.” #2. I was taking out the trash and found a pair of blue tube socks in the bin outside. I asked him what happened and why he’d thrown them away. He said, “They accidentally got in the wash with my jeans. Every time I put in laundry, you feel the need to remind me not to mix colors and whites. I didn’t want you to see them and reinforce your obvious belief that I don’t know how to wash clothes after 35 years.”

So it got to the point where he felt it was a better idea — or just plain easier — to cover things up than admit he made a human error. What kind of environment have I created where he feels he’s not allowed to make mistakes?

And let’s look at these “offenses”: A broken glass. A pair of blue tube socks. Both common mistakes that anyone could have made. But he was right. Regarding the glass, I not only pointed out his clumsiness for breaking it, but also due to the shard I found, his sad attempt at cleaning it up. As for the socks, even though he’d clearly stated it was an accident, I gave him a verbal lesson about making sure he pays more attention when he’s sorting clothes. Whenever any issues like this arise, he’ll sit there and take it for a little bit, but always responds in the end with something like, “I guess it just doesn’t matter that much to me.”

I know now that what he means is, “this thing that has you so upset is a small detail, or a matter of opinion, or a preference, and I don’t see why you’re making it such a big deal.” But from my end I came to interpret it over time that he didn’t care about my happiness or trying to do things the way I think they should be done. I came to view it like “this guy just doesn’t get it.” I am clearly the brains of this operation.

I started thinking about what I’d observed with my friends’ relationships, and things my girlfriends would complain about regarding their husbands, and I realized that I wasn’t alone. Somehow, too many women have fallen into the belief that Wife Always Knows Best. There’s even a phrase to reinforce it: “Happy wife, happy life.” That doesn’t leave a lot of room for his opinions, does it?

It’s an easy stereotype to buy into. Look at the media. Movies, TV, advertisements – they’re all filled with images of hapless husbands and clever wives. He can’t cook. He can’t take care of the kids. If you send him out to get three things, he’ll come back with two — and they’ll both be wrong. We see it again and again.

What this constant nagging and harping does is send a message to our husbands that says “we don’t respect you. We don’t think you’re smart enough to do things right. We expect you to mess up. And when you do, you’ll be called out on it swiftly and without reservation.” Given this kind of negative reinforcement over time, he feels like nothing he can do is right (in your eyes). If he’s confident with himself and who he is, he’ll come to resent you. If he’s at all unsure about himself, he’ll start to believe you, and it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. Neither one is a desirable, beneficial outcome to you, him or the marriage.

Did my husband do the same to me? Just as I’m sure there are untold numbers of women who don’t ever do this kind of thing to their husbands, I’m sure there are men who do it to their wives too. But I don’t think of it as a typical male characteristic. As I sat and thought about it, I realized my husband didn’t display the same behavior toward me. I even thought about some of the times I really did make mistakes. The time I backed into the gate and scratched the car? He never said a word about it. The time I was making dinner, got distracted by a call from my mom, and burned it to cinders? He just said, “We can just order a pizza.” The time I tried to put the new patio furniture together and left his good tools out in the rain? “Accidents happen,” was his only response.

I shuddered to think what I would have said had the shoe been on the other foot and he’d made those mistakes.

So is he just a better person than me? Why doesn’t he bite my head off when I don’t do things the way he likes? I’d be a fool to think it doesn’t happen. And yet I don’t remember him ever calling me out on it. It doesn’t seem he’s as intent as changing the way I do things. But why?

Maybe I should take what’s he always said at face value. The fact that these little things “really don’t matter that much to him” is not a sign that he’s lazy, or that he’s incapable of learning, or that he just doesn’t give a damn about what I want. Maybe to him, the small details are not that important in his mind — and justifiably so. They’re not the kinds of things to start fights over. They’re not the kinds of things he needs to change about me. It certainly doesn’t make him dumb or inept. He’s just not as concerned with some of the minutia as I am. And it’s why he doesn’t freak out when he’s on the other side of the fence.

The bottom line in all this is that I chose this man as my partner. He’s not my servant. He’s not my employee. He’s not my child. I didn’t think he was stupid when I married him – otherwise I wouldn’t have. He doesn’t need to be reprimanded by me because I don’t like the way he does some things.

When I got to that point mentally, it then made me start thinking about all the good things about him. He’s intelligent. He’s a good person. He’s devoted. He’s awesome with the kids. And he does always help around the house. (Just not always to my liking!) Even more, not only does he refrain from giving me grief when I make mistakes or do things differently than him, he’s always been very agreeable to my way of doing things. And for the most part, if he notices I prefer to do something a certain way, he tries to remember it in the future. Instead of focusing on those wonderful things, I just harped on the negative. And again, I know I’m not alone in this.

If we keep attempting to make our husbands feel small, or foolish, or inept because they occasionally mess up (and I use that term to also mean “do things differently than us”), then eventually they’re going to stop trying to do things. Or worse yet, they’ll actually come to believe those labels are true.

In my case it’s my husband of 12+ years I’m talking about. The same man who thanklessly changed my car tire in the rain. The guy who taught our kids to ride bikes. The person who stayed with me at the hospital all night when my mom was sick. The man who has always worked hard to make a decent living and support his family.

He knows how to change the oil in the car. He can re-install my computer’s operating system. He lifts things for me that are too heavy and opens stuck jar lids. He shovels the sidewalk. He can put up a ceiling fan. He fixes the toilet when it won’t stop running. I can’t (or don’t) do any of those things. And yet I give him grief about a dish out of place. He’s a good man who does a lot for me, and doesn’t deserve to be harassed over little things that really don’t matter in the grand scheme of things.

Since my revelation, I try to catch myself when I start to nag. I’m not always 100% consistent, but I know I’ve gotten a lot better. And I’ve seen that one little change make a big improvement in our relationship. Things seem more relaxed. We seem to be getting along better. It think we’re both starting to see each other more as trusted partners, not adversarial opponents at odds with each other in our day-to-day existence. I’ve even come to accept that sometimes his way of doing things may be better!

It takes two to make a partnership. No one is always right and no one is always wrong. And you’re not always going to see eye-to-eye on every little thing. It doesn’t make you smarter, or superior, or more right to point out every little thing he does that’s not to your liking. Ladies, remember, it’s just hamburger meat.

Whirling thoughts about expectation and obligation can end up accidentally whipping our partners if we’re not careful. Today, look at your own relationships and find your own examples of “hamburger meat.” Because we all have them. And yet if we really want to impact our relationships positively, we’re often better to invest our energies in thinking about other things.

peace. s

11 thoughts on “The Disappointing Spouse

    1. Just to clarify: who sounds like your husband? Do you mean the woman who wrote the piece?

      In any situation, one mind can only see one perspective, and no one’s perspective can be expected to always be right. That’s why working together has such value.

  1. When you are in a partnership with someone who has been doing this for years, so much so that the rest of us hide what we do around him, it’s difficult, because after so many years he still refuses to see what his bullying has done to his family. No matter what I try to say in the quieter moments, I am always wrong. It’s a very hard pill to swallow. And it is an uphill battle and a tiring one to try to be the reasonable one, the one who holds it all together while he believes otherwise. And he is a very nice and intelligent person, but what he does is so hurtful, and I can’t get through to him. In one ear and out the other. I try not to be in despair, but I have tried and I keep trying, for my family, for my daughters. But two people need to have their eyes open in the deal, and I still can’t make my peace with it.

    1. I’m sorry to hear you’re going through that. In life, each of us will be blind to many important things that will later form the key lessons and they key plot points in the stories of our lives. Your points illustrate why we are far better off to make the creation of our personal lives much more conscious, so that we can be assured we are acting in a loving and compassionate manner that is alignment with the larger aims of our soul.

  2. Pettiness is a sign of low self-esteem and Narcissism. I divorced my first husband after realizing that a person who focuses on insignificant things such as, the wrong fat content in hamburger meat, is not a healthy life partner. Twelve years of abusive treatment is inexcusable. My wish for the husband is that he have his own “aha” moment.

  3. As a mother of two sons, I was struck by how she also felt (and still seems to) it was ok to treat her son in a similar way. She was struck by her husband’s look of “demoralization and resignation.” That “he looked eerily like our son when he gets chastised… and I thought I’m not his mother!” Well, ya know what, there’s nothing in my mind that says it’s ok for a wife OR A MOTHER to make the people around her feel demoralized and resigned. Does she believe that her son deserves to be chastised? She didn’t mention this ah-ha moment transferring to her other relationships but we can all be quite certain that her husband and her son are not the only people in her life that she treats this way – but they may just be the ones who can’t avoid her altogether. She’ll may end up with a daughter-in-law who treats her son like garbage because that’s what he thinks he deserves from a woman. And daughters who treat their own husbands like shit. I’m willing to guess she hates her own MIL. I’m glad for the sake of the people around her that she had this moment of self awareness.

    1. It’s true that many parents forget that the way they treat their spouse will teach their children how to either treat their spouse, or how their spouses can treat them.

  4. Great article and really resonates with me, however, Im getting stuck on the step where I am supposed to realize all the things my wife does for me. She works and makes money is the obvious one. Besides that, Im really struggling to think of anything else. I still do all the car, computer, home maintenance. She is a terrible cook, I often ask her not to cook its so bad. I do the shopping. I plan outings and vacations. She just works. She struggles to ‘adult’ and take care of even herself, not to mention a baby. I do her laundry I clean up after her meals I bring her clothes after she showers. I really wish she tried harder, but I do think my nagging her has made her not even want to try and just isnt helpful. Im curious your thought, maybe you can help.

    1. That sounds difficult. And that does sound unequal when it comes to managing life, for sure. You’re in the opposite position many women faced for the last 40 years. Does your wife also have a list of the unsatisfying things about the way you are? If so, do you feel that her complaints are as fair as yours? And how do you reconcile those against your own desires for changes in her?

      Keep in mind, it doesn’t have to be that you realize all of the things she’s done for you. There have been plenty of good quality marriages where one person was largely incapable of helping the other. Stephen Hawking, Christy Brown, even healthy people can get cancer and one person can carry the load for years. Or, in the case of a stroke, it could last a lifetime.

      Those marriages won’t become enjoyable by finding some way to split the work evenly. They’ll become more enjoyable when the people in them focus on what there is to enjoy, rather than what is missing. In fact, that sort of vision –that ability to see past people’s shortcomings– is really at the heart of what allows all unconditional love. The problem really isn’t with the other person. It’s with our ability to see them –even if that ‘seeing’ means that we see that the pair never really was a match, and that the loving thing to do is to free each other up to find people that can appreciate us and them more. But that is an entirely different matter. Because just because we leave to find that doesn’t mean we do.

  5. Sounds like my marriage every day. I just really can’t do anything right, and she goes on and on about it. I’m so lonely.

    1. These things often result in arguments. But they are often better solved with compassion over debate. If you haven’t been vulnerable enough to share that feeling of loneliness with her, then that might be something to consider.

      It’s a good bet that people are kind and good. So whatever we’re trying to do, we’re better to avoid arguments about fairness, or rightness, or obligation, so that we can focus instead on reaching that compassionate center that all human beings have.

      You married her for a reason. That person is still in there. Try speaking to that part of her, instead of the identity your current thinking has created around her. Closing that distance is essential. It is a terrible thing to be lonely in a relationship.

      However it happens, I hope you find greater connection soon. All the best.

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