The Disrespectful Side Chick

The Beginning

1. Love: feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone). Ex. "do you love me?"

Delyla

22 years together, 16 years of marriage, 5 years of counseling and we still have yet to get through our problems. Samiz and I are high school sweethearts. I always thought getting married early would take a toll on us but it wasn't that. After a while the constant arguments and disagreements are what tore us apart. I'm 38 and he's a year older then me. You would think we would get our shit together before we turn 40 but it's not looking that way. I swear I try so hard to compromise with him but it's almost like he doesn't even want to try and make this work. We went to counseling 5 years ago and a couple months after he started to change. Not in a good way either. He became distant, almost like a zombie. Sometimes I feel like I'm talking to a brick wall. He comes home with the same routine barley says one word to me, Goes to sleep then and does the same thing the next day. When I suggested counseling I thought it would help us but it only seemed to tear us apart. I love him with all my heart and I'm trying to make this work. I've invested everything I have into the dream we built together. I can't ever see me letting that fall apart unless there really is no point anymore. He tells me he loves me sometimes he apologizes for no reason at all. Honestly I feel as if he's going through something within his self and I'm just trying to help us both get through it. We have 4 beautiful daughters. Adorn & Aluna they're both 18. Yes they're twins our first borns. Sade is the youngest 14 and Mahadi just turned 16. let's just say my husband and I were extra happy then. We managed to finish college, pay our debts, buy a house and be well into our careers with 4 kids by our late 20's. People ask me all the time how we did it and my answer is always we worked damn well as a team... I don't know what happened to us... but I pray God heals what's broken.

"Mom ! Where is dad?" My oldest daughter adorn said as she ran down the steps

"He's at work honey, what's wrong?"

"He said he was going to take me to my job interview and he has the freaking car!"

"Did you call him"

"Four times mom! How many times is he going to say he's going to do something and then doesn't! It's completely frustrating.."

"He probably just forgot you know he's on that big case, where is your sister? Why can't she take you?"

"She left early this morning for work.. this is bullshit. I need my own car mom!"

"Watch your mouth and It's not up to me it's up to your dad. I don't feel like arguing with him anymore about it.."

"Ughhh! So how am I supposed to get a job interview if no one can take me! How am I supposed to get to work? and Your car is still in the shop" she said with frustration

"Call a Uber isn't that what you kids do"

"With what money mom!"

"Okay I'll get one for you"

"Thank you... How long is it going to take?"

"Um, one second" I said as I put in our address on my cell phone 

"Soon? My interview is in 20 min?"

"It will be here in 4 min.. are you going to the city?"

"Yes, you think I'll get there in time?"

"Yeah you will honey, good luck" I kissed her cheek

"Thanks Mom, love you" she ran out the front door and stood by the mailbox

"Hey Mom can I got to TuTu house!?" Mahadi yelled from the top of the stairs

"Sure honey.. take Sade with you" I glanced up at her as I walked back into the living room