A corner for married men
Who pays for your pressure
He goes first
That week I was trying to pack everything in. It felt necessary. I called it work. It was really my own pressure, trying to get us to financial security.
I stayed up until two in the morning. Sharlene begged me to come to bed. I said I was coming in a little while. A little while turned into hours.
I did not wash the wares. They sat in the sink overnight.
In the morning she asked me about it and I brushed her off. Why didn’t you just wash it?
It was the skillet. It is heavy. She cannot lift it.
That week she asked me for ordinary things. To pause. To do devotion. I was snappy about all of it, because it was interrupting the work I had decided would make all the difference.
The work never stopped. The pressure came out on the one person carrying me through it.
I do not know why I could not see it.
Joshua
Your turn. Nobody sees this.
When the pressure is highest, what do you actually do?
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Now guess the room.
Out of every 100 married men, how many answered the same way you did?
30%
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The room
9 men have answered this week.
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The turn
Pressure does not stay where it starts.
When I am carrying something heavy I do not usually say so. I go quiet, and I tell myself the quiet is me protecting my family from it. It is not. The quiet is me protecting myself from having to explain it.
The weight still gets paid for. It gets paid for by whoever is nearest, in a tone I would never use on the person actually causing the pressure.
Most of us already know that much. Here is the part I did not.
Why didn’t you just wash it.
Six words, and every one of them is an accusation. They assume she decided not to. They assume there was a choice, and that she made it badly. And I did not check, because checking would have cost me four seconds I had decided I did not have.
She could not lift it.
Under pressure a man stops looking and starts assuming, and every assumption runs against the person standing closest to him, because she is the one in the room.
She was asking me to come to bed. She was asking me to pause and pray. Those were not interruptions. That was her carrying me, and I was short with her for it.
A soft answer turneth away wrath: but grievous words stir up anger. Proverbs 15:1, KJV
Grievous words. Not shouted. Just six of them, asked without looking.
The rep
One rep. This week.
Next time the pressure is on, say the sentence before the tone arrives: “I am carrying something this week. It is not you. I am not asking you to fix it.”
Say it early, while you can still choose your words.
7 men have logged this rep