one: the kind that is a wonderful family man
two: the kind that seems as a wonderful family man
The wonderful family-man.
Is not that holy to begin with. He soon detaches himself from his mother and siblings, nieces and nephews after marriage and the even more after the arrival of his children. However, his "new" family gets his constant shower of love and affection. He is the sensitive, caring, loving, thoughtful man to his family. But only to his family. "Hey, put that away from my son.", "Don't her touch that.", "Keep the volume down, my kids are sleeping" and "Can i have this room? My kids wants air-con" are probably what u'll usually hear from him.
The seemingly wonderful family-man.
Is what we call a hypcritical gentlemen. Ladies at his workplace probably swoon about his charm and charisma, probably sees him as the dream partner and secretly envies his wife. back home his family knows his real side. real ugly side. no, he doesn't need to be the kind that raises his hand or his voice. he may be gentlemenly and intellectual enough to know better than dish out physical violence. truth be told, he may treat any stranger off the streets with more respect, sensitivity and humanity than he treats his spouse. If only his family enjoys half the politeness of that at home. Belittling words like "Shut up, i don't ever want to hear you speak again." and "I'm explaining to you why i don't like to pick up your calls and you go and say things like i hurt your feelings? fine, i won't (explain myself) anymore." are nothing new to his roost.
Of course there are 2 more types of bad husbands in this world that "doesn't" deserve mention.
The money squaddering type and;
The abusive type.
They all deserve to die. but wait, don't die yet unless you've bought life insurance.
There u have it. Candy Wong's dissectomny of marriage.
Hai. was so sadded just now. nearly went thru a bout of crying but no anger left in me. sat thru one round of quarelling this afternoon. both were annoying. both were wrong. both freaking likes to piss each other off. and they did it over lunch. how freaking thotful :) after a few minutes, my hands just went weak. i cudn't even pick a piece of fish meat up with my chopsticks. i cudn't muster up even courage to ask him to stop ranting and eat. just eat. hai. fought back tears to continue eating. fought back thoughts about dashing out of the restaurant. fought to keep the piece of fish in my spoon. after that just kept swallowing the food without chewing much. thats the most bitter lunch i ever had.
Dinner was just as bitter. only difference is i cooked it, so it was easier to swallow.
bye. i'll be away for 3 days.
wishing it to be more...
