I am worried I won't be able to give him my everything, and the wonderful years of commitment and time spent with him will one day only be memories: Becoming a doctor is my dream, and I have worked incredibly hard thus far. He was patient and supportive, promising to continue acting like a TBM for as long as I wanted our baby is 4, so that likely would have been at least 14 years. I can't complain about the first 24yrs. She got engaged 3 months later. And he needs to trust his instincts if he thinks she's being dishonest. She is going to be taught for the rest of her life in the church the importance of missionary work and eternal families, and Priesthood in the home. That deal with polygamy explained. We are at odds about this constantly. Heavenly Father will give you guidance if you listen with an open heart and contrite spirit as always. The thing is, even though no one else trusted my decision, I prayed about it daily for our entire relationship.
I can't quite put my finger on it. And I never found that "good Mormon girl". We have lunch and have each others undivided attention while the kids are at school. I believe that there will be a lot more mercy than justice being dished out at the judgment. There have been times in my marriage where I have been frustrated and angry by his lack of change. It'll reinforce the wisdom of running from this disaster in the making. The answer is, most emphatically, NO.
I know a lot of Mormons who were also not raised on fear and guilt and strict gender rolesвbut I was, as were many of my peers. It seems like a minor point, but I have noticed that every Mormon girl who disobeys the Mormon direction to avoid coffee has something majorly wrong with her. Ladies, doctor's are definitely not all they're cracked up to be. It would behoove you in this situation to act like a kid yourself.
I mentioned in another post that I am okay with us not seeing each other all the time. Anyway, I'm sad and disappointed and I know that it will be my job to keep the marriage together. The yard stick he uses to assess what is "normal" is so warped that he has lost touch with what a happy life could look like he often berates himself for feeling so miserable given how "easy" his schedule is at just 65 hours a week, not like surgery or some other 80 hour a week speciality. My husband's simply daily things, like grocery shopping, cooking, waking up with me to make coffee in the morning-are far from unnoticed. I too suffer the same problem.