Not until now that I’ve come to realisation that marriage needed high maintenance too.
Yeah you read it right, I was stupid enough to say this, that’s because the love that I feel from him comes too easy in this marriage.
I’m so loved to the extent that I took his actions for granted. I’ve put most of my efforts and times into my works and I thought he’s doing well without my close attention. All these whiles I was so grateful that he’s being so supportive and understanding, lucky me that I found him. I’m a receiver and he’s giver, I keep taking without truly appreciating his kindness.
I’m still feeling lucky though but things took a turn for the worse when he’s suffered from anxiety. Furthermore, sometimes we find it hard to communicate properly when we have disagreements.
I’m harsh and he’s a glass heart.
Then one day, he exploded, he couldn’t take it anymore this time. He blamed me for not understanding his feelings and situations.
Only then I realised, marriage is not as easy as what I thought. It takes two loving hearts to understand each other and express the feelings in a caring way.
I was too naive and I’m still learning.