Men can be controlling. I think even I have had my guilty-of days, although I'm pretty sure I was the controlled most of the time. But in general, being a man means being in charge, and most men keep their women on leashes that get shorter as time goes by. So it comes to no surprise to me that the end of this period of relative tranquility has ended because a man wants things his way, and a woman doesn't want to be leashed. I have no doubt that I have heard one side of a two sided story, but the side I've heard doesn't sound unrealistic.
The story is one of a man who wants his woman to give up her ties and follow him, to wear her hair a certain way, to do what he asks. A woman who isn't one to give up her identity and children readily. A woman who I do lock horns with from time to time, but with whom I side with in this situation.
I am being careful not to provide monetary support, or to otherwise be drawn in in a fashion that will compromise my stable household's integrity, but I know there will be fallout. It's unavoidable.
This reminds me of the fact that I am not the typical male, a generalization that is based on my own observation as much as it is on stereotypes. I may not be the most talkative, heart-on-sleeve type of person, but I have improved in this area. I think that I have actually lived my intent of being a partner not a master, but I have had only a few opportunities to test that. I am sure, at least at this moment, that some day I will find my match, and she will have discovered an imperfect but rare gem in me, modestly speaking.
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