What I did
I blamed him for everything.
If the car failed, it was his fault.
If the dishwasher refused to work, he had touched it.
My mind already finished the sentence: “See? Typical.”
What happened
Nothing got better.
He did not change.
The house stayed the same.
All I got was distance. Quiet distance. Resigned distance.
What I noticed
He did not fight me.
He stayed.
He fixed things.
He provided.
He orbited me anyway.
He still called me Wife.
The title landed like an anchor even when I stood on shore with my arms crossed.
What I tried instead
I stopped blaming.
I placed myself.
I moved into peace. Clarity. Love.
My new recipe
- When something breaks I breathe.
- When I want to be right I ask: Do I want to be right or connected?
- When he says Wife I hear it as loyalty not as proof I am wrong.
Result
He behaves the same. He forgets things the same.
I do not become the angry queen of a crumbling kingdom.
I become the matriarch of a house I hold because I hold myself.
Final note
He does not change. I do.
I step out of blame and into placement.
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