Seeing things from a husband's point of view.

I've always been on the male side of the spectrum. I'm biologically a female but I'm to strong to unladylike to be considered really a woman. This isn't a story about being trans (not that there's anything wrong that) its just not me. That being said, recently because of an injury my husband has had to stay home and I've had to become the breadwinner. It's a position I've never been in before and I'd have to admit I'm not fond of. I've always worked but never as the head of a family. As the weeks and months have run by I've started to notice myself going into work earlier and staying out longer afterwards. I've noticed myself watching TV alone mor often (husband doesn't like what I watch) I've noticed my confidence and self esteem gradually increasing as well. I've been more happy and less depressed. Today was the first day I put it all together. I don't like being around my husband anymore. At work I'm respected and spoken to kindly, my ideas are taken and implemented without condescension or giggles, I'm treated like an equal with people who by thier experience in the business are far above me. However when I get home that all stops. My husband is EXTREMELY intelligent. He was valedictorian in high school, in his undergraduate, and his masters degree. He's the kind of genius where he doesn't even have to think about it he just is. So naturally no matter how smart I am I'm never smarter than him. He doesn't mean to be but he's like Sheldon (not that genius just oblivious like him) he has no concept of why I would need to feel smart when he already knows it all. That's why I dread going home. At work I'm one of the gang just as smart and capable as everyone else, no better no worse. But at home I'm just the one the I'm with stupid shirt is pointing at. I'm not mad it just makes me very sad to realize that's why I'm doing all of this staying out late going in early stuff. I feel as if I now understand why men work long hours and run around with younger women. It's the only way they can feel like a man. Like they are looked up to and fawned over. I not saying I want to be worshiped I'm just saying it would be nice if home was even the tinyest bit like it is at work.

Submitted September 04, 2020 at 11:38PM

I've always been on the male side of the spectrum. I'm biologically a female but I'm to strong to unladylike to be considered really a woman. This isn't a story about being trans (not that there's anything wrong that) its just not me. That being said, recently because of an injury my husband has had to stay home and I've had to become the breadwinner. It's a position I've never been in before and I'd have to admit I'm not fond of. I've always worked but never as the head of a family. As the weeks and months have run by I've started to notice myself going into work earlier and staying out longer afterwards. I've noticed myself watching TV alone mor often (husband doesn't like what I watch) I've noticed my confidence and self esteem gradually increasing as well. I've been more happy and less depressed. Today was the first day I put it all together. I don't like being around my husband anymore. At work I'm respected and spoken to kindly, my ideas are taken and implemented without condescension or giggles, I'm treated like an equal with people who by thier experience in the business are far above me. However when I get home that all stops. My husband is EXTREMELY intelligent. He was valedictorian in high school, in his undergraduate, and his masters degree. He's the kind of genius where he doesn't even have to think about it he just is. So naturally no matter how smart I am I'm never smarter than him. He doesn't mean to be but he's like Sheldon (not that genius just oblivious like him) he has no concept of why I would need to feel smart when he already knows it all. That's why I dread going home. At work I'm one of the gang just as smart and capable as everyone else, no better no worse. But at home I'm just the one the I'm with stupid shirt is pointing at. I'm not mad it just makes me very sad to realize that's why I'm doing all of this staying out late going in early stuff. I feel as if I now understand why men work long hours and run around with younger women. It's the only way they can feel like a man. Like they are looked up to and fawned over. I not saying I want to be worshiped I'm just saying it would be nice if home was even the tinyest bit like it is at work.