It seems that there are two types of people in this world: Givers and Takers. I was once a giver. Happy with a taker. Then family took over our lives. We no longer find it easy to continue our ways. I can’t give as much. He can’t take as much. He became increasingly unhappy. I followed, feeling less loved and appreciated as the days moved on. As did he. Over time, I became more of a taker. I felt as though he should do more. And began to feel that I expected too much. When a woman works 40+ hours/week, and comes home to you disappearing and expects you to cook, clean, and take care of the kids while the rest of their day is relaxation over and over and over, a girl starts to feel unappreciated, unloved, and disrespected. When a woman feels like no more than your paycheck, she tends to emotionally check out. I understand that you tried. We tried. It’s okay. Why can’t we just agree that we were great before kids, but we are a terrible parenting team? Why do you keep manipulating me into staying? Why can’t we admit it both of our faults? They might be better off. I want to become a giver again, for them. But I can’t when you’re there to take.