Originally Posted by SleazyDream

something that came to me when i decided to leave was i asked myself - does my wife love me - who I am - what I strive for - what makes me tick? ME! Or does she love what I do for her? emotionally, economically, physically.

i realized without a doubt it was the latter. and that hurt - and it hurt wanting it to be the former and i felt gulity about wanting her to love me for me - but i KNEW - though and though I KNEW - she loved what i did for her and didn't love me for me. She didn't even know who the REAL me was.

She didn't love me for my money - met her when i was dirt poor - married POOR - but i always bent over backwards for her. And she LOVED that.

i think if i knew she loved me for me I could have put up with a lot more - but that - in the end - KNOWING she loved me for what i did for her and she didn't love me for ME - that ended it for me.