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She was made at her husband because of his routine. She wants attention and time from her husband. He was busy the entire day and now sitting with his brother in the lounge while she was expecting him to be with her. Why he does not understand me? Why should I always have the one to give this relationship a contribution? Is he tired of me? A sudden pain burst into her left shoulder. she pinched her shoulder with fingers.   he got a new woman in his life?? Okay, if he doesn't care about this relationship then why should I care?
He entered the room with a huge grin on his face. "Hey,  are you okay?"." No, I'm not okay neither you will be" her face turned purple and her eyes were almost like red tennis balls." What's wrong with you?" His grin disappeared. " where were you all the time???"." I was in the office all day". "And then?". " then I have to deal with some important appointments". "And then?". " what do you want??". His voice shakes. " I want your time ". tears rolled up from her eyes. " so here I'm ". " yes, in the middle of the night. Now you will have your dinner and then you will need to sleep because you have a very tiring day. Then where is the time you have to give me?? I'm not going to prepare any meal for you now. If you want to eat something, just order it or eat it in a restaurant." She clenched her fists.
A few minutes of silence passed and then he just left out the room. She feels insulted again. Her head spins. She felt heaviness in her chest. How dare he left me with no answer like that? I'm useless to him.
It's almost half an hour and he is not turned back to home. Where he is?? He might be with his friends and enjoying his meals. He has no care of me. A tingle in her left palm appears. She grabbed her phone and dialed his number hysterically. After some missed rang he call back. "What's up?"." Where are you". "why?" He laughed. " where are you??"." as you told me to eat outside". " come back home now". "Okay".
Call discontinued.
How he can do this to me? She cries while throwing her phone on the bed. I'm useless. Nobody has time to spend with me. He enjoys his friend's company more than mine. Why did he consider my company boring? Am I that ugly to not talk to? He was back with a smile on his face. Now he wants to make me feel that he defeats me. He can give me anxiety if he wants but I don't. Now he sits on the sofa and looks at her with a poker face. I love him I can't give him tension. She feels embarrassed. She starts grinding her teeth. But showing it might give him the idea that I'm weak and I'm not. I will prove to him that I'm not weak. If he doesn't care about me why should I? Another prick in the left-hand fingers.
" so you have done your dinner?". "Yes". " why you have eaten a meal when your wife is hungry?". " if you remember you are the one who told me to eat in a restaurant or order food for me because you don't want to prepare it". " yes, I've told you but I was angry then". "So?". " you don't care about me at all. That's it."
"Ugh, please just let me do some rest."
She started crying again. "Come here, hug me". And she barely holds his hands and snort.
" why you always do fighting with me?"." Because you don't give me time". " we sleep together, eat together, watch movies together, play games together, how much time do you want"?" But today you have just ignored me all day."
"Yes, because I was busy with some important tasks."
"I think you don't love me anymore".
" don't think like that."
She feels a bit of relief. Her eyelids get heavy. she lay her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

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Note: a clinically depressed person has no control over his thoughts and emotions. They can't help themselves to be positive or emotionally stable. This story shows the difficulty of a person who suffered fromevere depression.

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