To the ‘Rocks’ of the relationship out there, how do you avoid getting crushed into a fine powder by it all?

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Starting to feel exploited and used, just a wallet to be emptied and discarded. Tired of being the responsible one so others don’t ever have to worry, while all my stress just gets compacted into the back of my brain slowly forming a tumour

Comments

  1. activeseven Avatar

    You’re with the wrong person. You should never feel that way.

  2. TodaysResume Avatar

    I mean, both me and my wife are the rocks in our relationship for each other. We provide each other comfort, stability, intimacy and emotional support when the other is having a hard time.

    If you aren’t getting that, I would move on. Me and my wife are a 50/50 partnership in everything.

  3. Normal_Cat1495 Avatar

    Well, it is possible that you are with wrong person, but it might very well be that you’re not doing what you need to do. If you feel overwhelmed and worried to the core, maybe start having honest conversations about it, maybe offload some of it, take a step back, and find yourself in all the chaos.

    Every human being a resource to others around them, in one way or another. We are also leeches in one way or another. At least most of us are. You are not unique in that, not the first, not the last.

    I know that my answer is generic, but question did not give much detail, so it is what it is.

  4. jpsreddit85 Avatar

    “Emotional” rock isn’t uncommon, I’ve never really had a problem with that since I’m not overly emotional anyway and crying about stuff does nothing for me. 

    “Financial” rock…. It depends, if there’s a reason she isn’t contributing but will in the future, then suck it up. If she’s never contributed and has no intention of doing so, then you ARE a wallet, get rid of the dead weight. 

  5. EopNellaRagde Avatar

    My shoulders were made to carry the load.

    No homo.

  6. capilot Avatar

    You guys are avoiding being crushed?

  7. harmfulsideffect Avatar

    Every once in a while you crumble, in private. Then you pull yourself back together and carry on.