Hee-woo, that's my wife's name. We've been married for seven years, and we're not rich, but we're happy. Recently, however, I have noticed something unusual that has made me worry about our marriage.
It all started on an ordinary weekend when Hee-woo said to me, "Honey, I don't want to have any more children. Her tone was calm, but at that moment I felt an indescribable chill.
"Why?" I froze, my mind full of questions. We've always had plans to have children, and now she's made this unexpected decision.
"I don't know, I just don't want it. She kept her head down, afraid to look me in the eye. I felt an indescribable barrier, as if a transparent wall was rising between us.
As the days passed, I tried to convince myself that it was just a spur of the moment. However, one night, when I was trying to get close to her and enjoy some intimacy that belonged to husband and wife, she suddenly pushed me away, her eyes full of avoidance.
"No, I'm a little tired. Her answer made my heart sink. It was the first time I felt as if something unspeakable had changed between us.
I began to pay attention to her words and actions, trying to find clues. At a party, I overheard her conversation with a friend.
"How's it going?" asked my friend.
"It's okay, I just think he's getting more and more clingy, which makes people a little suffocating. Xiyu said lightly, but it made me listen to it like a thunderbolt in the sky.
I can't help but start thinking, what are the reasons why women are reluctant to make love to their husbands?
The first reason, and one of the first things I noticed, was time. Xiyu said that she was tired, maybe she was really tired. We're all working hard, life is stressful, and she probably just wants some time for herself, rather than being surrounded all the time.
So, I decided to give her some space. I took the initiative to take on the household chores so that she could have more rest time when she was at home. However, that didn't seem to change her attitude. Our relationship became more and more silent, as if an invisible wall was separating us.
The second reason comes to mind, character. Maybe it was because I became too dependent after marriage, and she felt a little suffocated. I tried to adjust myself and become more independent and less dependent on her presence. However, that doesn't seem to have changed much.
Finally, I started to focus on the communication between us. Late one night, I found an opportunity to talk to her.
"Hee-yu, what's going on between us?" I asked frankly.
She was silent for a while, and finally said, "Maybe I've changed, or maybe it's the run-in between us." Her tone was full of helplessness.
"We can go to the psychiatrist together and get to the root of the problem. "I tried to come up with a solution.
She shook her head, "I just feel like our relationship has become too flat and has lost its passion. ”
Hearing this, my heart felt empty. I never imagined that she would feel this way about our relationship. We began to work together to try to rekindle the passion of the past. We participated in some couples activities to maximize the time of laughter together.
However, the suspense didn't unravel with our efforts. As the days passed, the gap I felt did not lessen, but seemed to deepen. I started to think, maybe this is an irreversible trend.
Eventually, one night, when I tried to communicate with her again, she calmly said, "Maybe we're really not fit in together." ”
I looked into her eyes and saw a determination to let go. At this moment, I felt a sharp pain in my heart, as if everything was collapsing in an instant.
"Let's be friends again. She said softly, but it made my heart twist.
Time has not been able to dilute the gap between us, and in the end, we chose to separate. At the moment of divorce, I saw relief in her eyes, while I myself felt a deep sense of loss.
Perhaps, there are many reasons why women are reluctant to make out with their husbands, and I just happened to experience one of them. Life is a journey, and sometimes we go in different directions and become a passerby in each other's lives. I learned to let go and to cherish. In the midst of loss, I found the courage to start over.