You know what they say: A happy wife, a happy life.

I do my best. I work hard, provide, and make sure my wife, Britt, has everything she needs. She’s sensitive, you know. Always has been. I love that about her, truly. Her creativity, her passion—it’s why I fell in love with her in the first place. But sometimes, passion comes with… unpredictability.

We used to dream together, but lately, she’s been different. She disappears into herself, lost in thoughts she won’t share. She wakes in the middle of the night, staring at the ceiling like she’s waiting for something. And the things she says—about other realms, about some higher calling—it’s concerning. I worry.

I want to help her, but she doesn’t always let me. She’s convinced there’s something bigger, something more important than the life we built together. It hurts, if I’m being honest. I gave her everything, and still, she pulls away.

I know people whisper. They wonder why I stay, why I keep trying. But love isn’t always easy. Marriage isn’t always easy.

I just want my wife back. The one who saw me, needed me, loved me.

Is that too much to ask?

Brad/Adam

XO Adam


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