Of course, I may have tormented her from time to time, but honest to God that's what I thought marriage was all about. So much so that by the end of that relationship, I honestly don't know who I hated more...her or me. I used to sit around and wonder why our friends weren't trying to destroy each other like we were. And there it turns out the answer's pretty simple; they weren't unhappy... we were.
Relationships don't work the way they do on television and in the movies: Will they? Won't they? And then they finally do and they're happy forever -- gimme a break. Nine out of ten of them end because they weren't right for each other to begin with, and half the ones that get married get divorced, anyway. And I'm telling you right now, through all this stuff, I have not become a cynic...I haven't.
Yes, I do happen to believe that love is mainly about pushing chocolate-covered candies and, you know, in some cultures...a chicken. You can call me a sucker, I don't care, 'cause I do...believe in it. Bottom line is the couples that are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everybody else, but, the big difference is, they don't let it take 'em down.
One of those two people will stand up and fight for that relationship every time. If it's right and they're lucky.
One of them will say something..."