Take it out behind the barn and just shoot it.

i am watching may marriage disintegrate before my eyes. It started with my wife harmlessly joining a community theater, taking her out of the house 5 nights a week when they were doing a production. Now the whole crew meets weekly at a bar, and it would take one of our daughters going into a coma to keep her away from being there. If that wasn't so bad, now she's bringing home their wisdom, sharing it with me like i am the hunchback who waits for her to bestow words on me so i can clap excitedly at her attention, which i, being an idiot, misspell and believe that it's "affection".

Such as the young man who has appointed himself her life coach. That's how it starts, and i don't think i want to stick around to see it end.

i guess i could find something to distract me in a similar way, seeing as we have more fun with others than with each other, but i have too much faith in marriage to resort to that. Not necessarily faith in my marriage, but faith in loving marriage.