Alright, listen up, y’all. My old man, he used to say, “A happy wife, a happy life.” But sometimes, I swear, that woman of mine, she just hollers and hollers. Makes a fella wonder, why does my wife yell at me? I ain’t no expert, mind you, just a regular Joe trying to figure things out.
First off, women, they got a lot on their minds. Cookin’, cleanin’, takin’ care of the young’uns, and probably a whole lot more I don’t even know about. Maybe she’s just plain tired and stressed. You know, like when the cow won’t give milk or the chickens get into the garden. It just builds up inside, and then, BAM! Out comes the yellin’. It’s like a pot of boilin’ water, gotta let off some steam somehow. Stress, yeah, that’s a big one, I reckon.
- Too much work, not enough rest.
- Worryin’ about the bills, the kids, everything under the sun.
- Maybe she’s feelin’ ignored, like I ain’t listenin’ to her.
Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s right for her to yell. Nobody likes bein’ hollered at. Makes you feel small, like a scolded pup. But sometimes, you gotta try and see things from her side. Maybe I ain’t pullin’ my weight around the house, or maybe I said somethin’ stupid without thinkin’. Lord knows, I’ve done that plenty of times. Us men, we ain’t always the brightest bulbs in the box, you know?
Another thing, sometimes it ain’t about you at all. Maybe she had a bad day, maybe her friend said somethin’ to upset her. Women, they talk to each other a lot, share all their troubles. And sometimes, that trouble just spills over onto whoever’s closest. That’s usually me, sittin’ there tryin’ to watch the game or read the paper. Boom! Yellin’ starts, and I don’t even know what hit me.
Communication, that’s what they call it, I think. Talkin’ things out like grown-ups. But sometimes, talkin’ just turns into more yellin’, you know? It’s like a dog chasin’ its tail, goes round and round and gets nowhere. Maybe we need to learn how to talk better, listen better. But shoot, I’m too old to change my ways now. Been talkin’ and listenin’ like this my whole life.
I heard tell that some folks go to see a therapist, someone who helps you talk things out. Like a referee in a fight, I guess. But that sounds expensive, and I ain’t sure I wanna air my dirty laundry to some stranger. Seems like a lot of fuss for somethin’ that oughta be simple. Just talk, right? But it ain’t that easy, is it?
So, what do you do when the yellin’ starts? Well, I tried yellin’ back a few times, but that just makes things worse. It’s like throwin’ gasoline on a fire. Best thing to do, I reckon, is just stay calm, let her get it out of her system. Then, later on, when things have cooled down, maybe try to talk it out. Or maybe just give her a hug. Sometimes, that’s all a woman needs, just a little bit of comfort.
And if the yellin’ keeps happenin’, well, then you gotta figure out what’s really goin’ on. Maybe it’s somethin’ deep down, somethin’ she ain’t tellin’ you. Maybe she’s unhappy, maybe she feels trapped. It ain’t easy bein’ married, that’s for sure. It takes a lot of work, a lot of give and take. And sometimes, it takes a whole lot of patience, especially when the yellin’ starts.
Bottom line is, I ain’t got all the answers. I’m just a fella tryin’ to make sense of it all, tryin’ to keep the peace in my own little corner of the world. Maybe the yellin’ is just part of it, part of bein’ married. Like the rain and the sunshine, gotta take the good with the bad. But I’ll tell you what, a little less yellin’ and a little more peace and quiet wouldn’t hurt nobody.
So next time she starts hollerin’, I’ll try to remember to take a deep breath, count to ten, and remind myself that she probably ain’t tryin’ to be mean, she’s just…well, she’s just bein’ herself. And that’s the woman I love, yellin’ and all.
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