The words and actions of a husband whose heart rests his late wife are painful
I remarried a man I met on the app about 2 years ago. I have a history of divorce, and my husband is remarried after losing his wife to cancer. My husband's life seems to be centered around a Buddhist altar and tomb where one of his deceased wives entered, and I am tormented by a sense of helplessness because I can't feel my role as a wife. It seems that the day before his late wife passed away, she asked “is it OK if I remarry?” and she said, “That's fine. It seems that they put their hands together, saying, “Please be happy.” I got to know me a year and a half after my late wife passed away, and I was naturalized after finishing my 3rd death. My husband repeatedly told me, “My wife brought me and Bibi together,” and said that if there were good events in my life, my late wife cured me even when my husband recovered from neuralgia surgery thanks to my late wife. It seems that before remarriage, my husband hired Konmari Method staff to clean up, but when I opened the closet, my late wife's clothes were lined up along with my husband's clothes, and when I opened the husband's desk drawer, there were lots of pictures of the late wife's bride, family photos, and relics, and the pictures of the deceased wife and daughter changed one after another on the Alexa screen placed on the table. I asked them to move my photos and relics to a rental warehouse, etc., and they somehow transferred some of them, but there are still more photos and relics in my husband's room. My husband is also often cooperative with me, and at dinner, my husband talks about his work today, helps me wash dishes, and puts tea in my water bottle and hands it to me every morning before going to work. Also, last year they sold my old car, bought another Prius of the same type as the one my husband is riding, gave me the keys so I could ride, and bought winter tires. Also, my daughter is a college student, and she wants to go on to graduate school, and my husband has signed a contract with my daughter so that I can use it for living expenses attending graduate school even if I retire and remittances decrease, and every year from last year, I will transfer money to my daughter's account within the tax exempt range every year for 4 years. On the other hand, I have a lot of gratitude for my husband; for example, after having sex with my husband in the morning, I immediately wake up and see how they start taking care of Buddhist altars, and I go to graves every week on holidays to polish the stones, and I'm jealous of my late wife no matter what. I always feel like I'm living with 3 people, even when I'm 2 with my husband. When I tell my husband how I feel, I haven't done anything wrong. What's wrong with looking at family photos and taking care of graves. They lent me a book on how to improve thinking so that Mimi would change her way of thinking. No matter how hard I try, won't I be able to become a wife who is the foundation of his heart?
