Sometimes I think I love my husband more than he loves me. There have been times that I have been painfully overlooked by him. I feel I always put him first. I’m an expat that moved to my husbands country for him. I gave up a job I liked, time with my family, everything. He has done a great job building as good a life as possible for us and I hate feeling ungrateful. But a few instances have me questioning why I do all this for him when I know he’d never do the same for me. Am I expecting too much? A few examples of what I mean: when his ex girlfriend was being all crazy towards me, he didn’t want to confront her because he didn’t want to hurt her feelings. So mine got hurt instead because it felt that he was more worried about her than me (this was early on in our relationship). His sister is a bitch to me, so I cut off contact from her (just me- he still has contact with her) and he wants me to reach out to her and patch things up even though it’s really her who should be apologizin...