17 years of marriage this year. 21 years together.
This morning, we were cuddling, and she asked, “Do you think other couples love each other as much as we do?”
I said, “I hope there are lots.” Then we made out, had sex, and started the day—I went grocery shopping while she cleaned the kitchen. When I got back, we put everything away, made out again in the kitchen, and now I’m stretched out on a freshly made bed while she watches TV.
I know, it sounds disgustingly perfect. And honestly? It is. This is my life, every day, with the woman I adore more everyday.
If you’re reading this, I just want you to know—this kind of love exists. It’s real. But it’s not luck. It’s something you build, something you protect, something you choose every single day.
It’s worth it.
And once that happens, you’ll soon realize just how sexist people are when they make fun of you for being “whipped” and call her “the ol’ ball and chain”.
“I gotta go, my wife is home”
“Ooooh, you’re whipped!”
“No, I just prefer her company to yours.”
“I gotta go, my wife is home”
“Ooooh, you’re whipped!”
“Jim, you confide in me regularly you are painfully lonely. The last woman you took out on a date ghosted you after you started ordering her around like a misogynistic asshole because you watch garbage on tiktok about the ‘alpha male’ fallacy and treat it like a guide to life. Under your bravado is a scared man-child that worries they’ll be alone forever. The worst part is that that fear is real unless you do some honest introspection really fucking fast and realize you are your own worse enemy in this. You’ve got about 3 years left to get your shit together before most of the loving, intelligent, and self-confident women get snatched up in marriages of their own. Its not the world’s fault you are in this situation, its yours buddy. You’ve made choices in the past that put you here and 30 seconds ago you made another one with your shitty joke trying to belittle my loving relationship with my wife because you’re envious I have a person that cares about me and you don’t. Seriously man, its a bad look. You have the capacity to be better than that. You gonna finish those nachos or can I take them with me? Oh, I’ll see you Saturday for the game.”
“Ooooh, you’re whipped!”
“If I’m lucky!”
Not really into that thing myself, but it gets a great reaction.
It’s okay. When people say that to me it just makes me realize they are either lonely and jealous or regretting their own decision to marry because either they chose poorly or they are the problem.
Either way I ignore it and go home to my best friend :)
Well, excuse me for marrying someone who’s company I enjoy. Maybe I should have married someone how would make me miserable, like you…
REJECT Al Bundy energy
EMBRACE Gomez Addams energy
Live in the present, be yourself at all costs, love and respect your SO visibly, vocally, and at every opportunity
Compared to the love between Morticia and Gomez, it’s no wonder everything else in the world seems so miserable to them.
Gomez Addams was one of my early male role models and I’m so grateful.
Romance is dead. Try putting stuff up your butt instead.
get you a wife who does both
