My wife believes that I should work at a soul-sucking job just to provide food, shelter and clothing for my family. Yet she comes home every day complaining -- and sometimes crying -- about her soul-sucking job, which she has taken to put food on the table.
She seems to think it's better that we teach our children to be emotionally unhappy in the world, rather than what I exemplify, which is to strive for your dreams no matter the cost.
We differ on this, and I have to leave this toxic environment where she makes me wrong for my choice to instill an enriched emotional life versus a financially poor physical life.
She has always complained about money, about the unfairness of the capitalist competitive nature, but she also has always complained about not having enough. It’s like living with Janus, a two-faced person who will never be pleased no matter the course.
I must stick to my principals.
I will not subjugate myself for the rest of my life for the almighty dollar.
I will strive to deliver art that helps people enrich their core being.
And it’s not so much that we disagree, but that she says my beliefs are wrong, that my beliefs are not in the best interest of the family, that I should work at an unsatisfying job for the sake of my children -- even if I constantly complain about said unsatisfying job to my children and family.
She seems to believe that this scenario is better for nurturing human potential than actually suffering deprivation while going after an ideal dream human life.
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