My Husband is Wildly Possessive
And frankly, I am grateful.
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My husband and I have been together for a decade, both coming from previously failed marriages. I am not ashamed to admit that we both carry baggage from previous relationships, including mental illness and trust issues. And we have learned to accept them both.
While many believe that possessiveness and jealousy aren’t positive traits, for my husband, it’s his way of showing me that he sees my worth. And in today’s world, I’ve been in multiple situations where I was thankful for my husband’s protectiveness.
First of All, He Sees My Value
Although I complain a lot about not feeling appreciated or valued in my marriage, I know my husband understands my value — it is one of the main reasons he’s so protective.
For nearly a decade, I have been our home’s breadwinner and primary caretaker. My husband has chronic pain issues with his spine and struggles with pain management daily — but because he uses cannabis, not opioids, he doesn’t qualify for disability.
In other words, I work twice as hard, so my husband doesn’t have to work at all.
I bought our home, his Jeep, and provide a life for us that isn’t tied to a clock, a desk, or even an office. I work 40+ hours a week — from home. I cook, I keep the house clean, and I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty outside. Plus, half my house, the entire second level, is decorated in professional football collectibles, he spends most of his time working on hobbies and disc golfing, and he smokes all the weed he wants — as it helps control his pain.
I am loyal to a fault. I don’t leave the house without my husband. I don’t go on ‘girls’ trips,’ I don’t meet friends for drinks, and I do not even have conversations that my husband isn’t privy to. He has access to all my social media accounts, the passcode on my phone, and access to all our bank accounts and credit cards.
Not to sound high on myself, but I know I’m a good wife. There is nothing that I wouldn’t do for my husband, and there is nothing that I hide from my husband. Frankly, I don’t think there’s anyone who wouldn’t be a little possessive of that.
