Rants of an Angry husband

Disappointed frustrated wife have erected a new blog. This is great news for the 3 people who read my blog

I encourage anyone with marital issues to direct their frustration away from violence and away from their households. I’m so glad to see that I was an inspiration to someone else, on the other side of the table, facing similar issues, although, no two marriages are alike, and that holds true for marital issues.

Good luck Disappointed wife in your new blog. I will check it out frequently

Here’s her blog: http://disappointedwife.blogspot.com/

Dear Wife

I know when I first started writing I was so angry at everything we’re going through. I was upset, mad and very angry.

But ever since I started writing, my anger has been turning into what it really should be. Frustration, Disappointment

Frustration, that the life I thought I would live. Never happen

Disappointment that the love of my life turned out to be a major failure

I admit, I failed!

I made so many mistakes. Maybe I wasn’t too clear as we started knowing each other. Remember those two years we spent, in love,  before we got engaged?

I’m no longer angry, I never hated you .. and never will…

Yours

Disappointed Angry Husband

Dear Kids

My heart is torn to pieces this Halloween because you’re so far away from me, as I see the kids walking by, in their pretty costumes, knocking on my door and with the sweetest smile saying “Twick ow Tweet”

Kids, I tried to call you all day long. But couldn’t get through. Your mommy decided to go on a trip to Wadi Rum! That’s awesome! But how exactly is that mourning?

Well, maybe she wants to get some time off to relax and mourn in peace!!

I miss cuddling with you in bed first thing in the morning. And pillow fighting. I miss making you breakfast while we watch Spongebob Squarepants. I miss driving you to the day care and coming back to check on you during nap time.

I miss hugging you so tight as I pick you up from the daycare. I miss out time at Boigoy(Berger) King, where we get your favorite “Chicken nuggets”.

I miss playing video games with you, and watching you paint!

The house so cold without you my little angels. And for this Halloween, looks like I have no treat!

May god bless you and protect you

Your loving Daddy

Dear wife,

I just said good bye to the kids, and my folks as they came to the airport to say good bye to me.

I hate to leave you in such circumstances. But you know, my vacation has to come to an end. Besides, someone needs to take are of the bills.

I have to let you know that I’m really upset that you didn’t come to the airport to say good bye to me. After all I’ve done. I can’t help it when I feel a bitter taste in my mouth.

But you’re going through some tough times, and I hope everything will be alright one day…

See ya on the other side!

(Kiss the kids for me)

Not-so-angry-right-now husband

PS, you’re not going to read this, but this is how I feel!

Dear wife,

I’m sorry for your loss, and I hope god will ease things up on you. This is the first eid that we spend without your lovely father.

Other than going through the notions. There is no happiness, there is no eid. But I still took our kids to see the grandparents and spend some time around Amman.

This time we pardon you for not joining us. It’s ok .. I’m feeling with you even if I am out doing the notions.

Happy Eid Amman, This is the first eid I spend here in 13 years. And sadly, I can’t even feel happy about it!

Aside from that, my stomach hurts from all the ma3mool and the coffee! Ouch!

Yalla, kul 3am oo into bikhair

Dear Wife,

Please accept my deepest sympathy and condolences for the loss of your wonderful father. The only man who supported me all along in our long, very long, sad ordeal. He’s the one who kept me sane. What a great man, what a great loss.

You left in a haste, I hope the arrangements I made for you to get there are satisfactory, I wish you travelled back home in better circumstances. But there’s nothing that I can do.

Go ahead, cry, let it all out, and I’ll come and be there for you in few more days.

We love you, and feel with you. A piece of our hearts was torn. It’s a great loss indeed.

From all of us here, انا لله و انّا اليه راجعون

I’ll bring the kids and come soon, meanwhile, hang in there

Your not-so-angry-now husband

Dear Wife,

Ya3teeki Alf 3afyeh for spending the past couple of days preparing for the potluck at the mosque. Your food was, as always, the best. You are one amazing cook, and I’m so proud of you culinary skills.

But, I felt so bad when I found everyone around me fasting. Even young kids as young as 10 years old fasting. While you always had an excuse. You know you had no excuse, it’s the damn cigarettes!

You know those are going to kill you if you don’t quit. But don’t do it for your sake. Do it for the sake of our two gorgeous little angels. They love you, and they hate to see you suffer.

But most importantly, YOU love them, and should think about their life, health and the kind of role model you are to them

Again, yislamo eedaiky for the great food. Everyone was impressed, and they enjoyed it. I heard that from so many men at the mosque. Some said “this was the best food they ever tasted”, even Qwaider said this is the best iftar EVER. (Although he keeps boasting his food, but admitted that it was the best he had this year)

May God bless you, and our home

Dear wife,

Last night when we were at that Iftar invitation. I think you were able to notice how our hostess was on bad terms with her husband. She was mad. She was really upset.

What I noticed is that no matter how upset she got with him, she just didn’t get out of line. She never raised her voice. And she never publicly embarrassed him. She was simply respectful and courteous.

I envied them. May god forgive me, I wish my home was like that. Even if we fight, nothing leaves the sanctuary of the four walls.

Today, he came to work happy, and because of her good handling of the matter, he felt appreciative, and showed his gratitude to her by making up. She really deserved it

So wify, don’t you think we deserve it too?

Dear Hypocrites,

Yes you know who you are. The ones who think they know everything about me, and my suffering. The ones who are easy to say “Divorce her” and do this, and do that.

I really wonder if I was a woman complaining about how my husband is treating me bad, would you have the same reaction? Or is this society  convinced that the woman is ALWAYS the victim?

I LOVE MY WIFE! You people don’t seem to understand that. Despite everything that we’re going through I LOVE MY WIFE! I will continue to love my wife, the mother of my two beautiful children and my partner. I will never hate her, even if we part ways!

We married after a STORMING love story, we defied our parents, and even the laws of physics to be together. And we succeeded. We’ve been through hell together, and we’re still together.

I love my home, and I would rather die, be cut in pieces and not see it ruined. If not for my sake, then for the sake of my children.

So Please, “hypocrites” who think they have an answer for everything and are all so quick to simply say “Divorce her” I hope now you know why god didn’t give the divorce part to women! Because at the least turbulence, that would be the first you think of. You want to throw away 10 years of love, two beautiful children and so much effort down the drain, in one single moment!

I’m not done yet, and I will continue to try every possible thing in this world to save this institution that me and her built with our efforts, pain, sweat and years of hard work. It’s worth saving. It’s worth my very own life.

As for people who are afraid of ending up with someone like me, just make sure you don’t end up like my wife, and your partner will not end up bitter, cynical and frustrated man like me!

The Angry Husband!

Dear wife,

It’s your ritual to prepare amazing feasts the first day of Ramadan, and I am very appreciative of all your efforts. It was wonderful. Everything was perfect, and you really shine as the queen of all cookery in all the lands in sight

But was it absolutely necessary? How much more hypocritical can you be? You don’t even fast, and make fun of my efforts to fast, and pray. Yet, you are there. At the forefront of the banquet, bragging how you faced such a hard time cooking while you’re fasting.

What do you want? A trophy? Do you feel great making the wives of all my friends feel inferior to your almighty culinary skills? Do you think people care?

All a man wants is a good woman. If she cooks, or not, that’s really not important!

I wonder how long are you going to go on, and continue to brag about things that are really not important.

All we’re asking is a good home, a good wife and mother, and nothing more.

Happy Ramadan

Your angry husband, and deprived children