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Let me start with a story from my childhood. My parents came across some old buildings that had not been properly renovated for decades. So that needed to be done and my parents drafted us kids for easy jobs - whom else should they have drafted? Later they became well-off and hired people but at first they drafted us.
I never complained and am actually proud of my "work". Coming from a big family we were also drafted for caring for relatives kids. Comin from a christian family we were also drafted for charity.
Much later I married my vet. I talked to my Dad about some of the things he struggles with and how I have to do them. My father said "Yes, of course... because you are pretty strong. You have to do them because you can do them. Think of this relative and that relative and their hard life and they never complained". He is right about the relatives, they had a hard life. My dad had a hard life to and he has a favourite saying which is:
"Be happy you are alive" - meaning that you have no right to complain unless you are dying.
But then my vet isn't dying, know what I mean?
So I sometimes do ask myself why he and my father seem to think my feelings are insignificant. I sometimes do feel that our marriage is more about my vet than about me or maybe I am just feeling like this.
Why are some people allowed to be weak and others are not?
Let me add that I really do love going clubbing and dancing but we never do this because of his PTSD. So I sometomes do feel like I have a stressful life but no recreation.
I never complained and am actually proud of my "work". Coming from a big family we were also drafted for caring for relatives kids. Comin from a christian family we were also drafted for charity.
Much later I married my vet. I talked to my Dad about some of the things he struggles with and how I have to do them. My father said "Yes, of course... because you are pretty strong. You have to do them because you can do them. Think of this relative and that relative and their hard life and they never complained". He is right about the relatives, they had a hard life. My dad had a hard life to and he has a favourite saying which is:
"Be happy you are alive" - meaning that you have no right to complain unless you are dying.
But then my vet isn't dying, know what I mean?
So I sometimes do ask myself why he and my father seem to think my feelings are insignificant. I sometimes do feel that our marriage is more about my vet than about me or maybe I am just feeling like this.
Why are some people allowed to be weak and others are not?
Let me add that I really do love going clubbing and dancing but we never do this because of his PTSD. So I sometomes do feel like I have a stressful life but no recreation.
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