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My husband Christopher was once a financial planner. Even though he couldn't balance our budget, his clients trusted him implicitly and he made them feel secure. In exchange they paid him very well. We had a nice life then, except for the occasional blip on the radar screen of our relationship - nothing that couldn't be solved with a few soft words or a trip to the bedroom. Usually little tiffs about money. My yoga studio was just starting to make a profit, and I had recently decorated it in a lovely minimalist way, in neutral tones with simple prints and accents like straw-coloured silk cushions and clay flowerpots. At last, I was in control of my working life and poured my heart and soul into making it succeed.

When we first met, I fell hard for Christopher right away, although I wouldn't call it love. I'd never been with a man who was prettier than I was, but after a while I got used to it, and it didn't bother me so much. I was recovering from a broken heart and needed something to help me move on. If it wasn't love, it was good enough, and when he asked me to marry him I jumped at the chance, knowing that it might be my last.

Things started out so well. I was working steadily and Christopher was patiently climbing up the ladder in his department. Then, without any warning, one overcast winter afternoon in year five, he just upped and left his desk in the gray cubicle at the bank, handed in his resignation, and came home and told me he wanted to start an interior design business.

He has always loved mixing and matching, and has a real eye for colour, texture, and shape, but the idea of turning a hobby into a business wasn't something we had ever discussed. I thought the stress of his job was becoming too much and perhaps he would take a few months off over the spring and summer to relax, do a project or two, and get the idea out of his system. I didn't believe he could be serious. But once he had a few clients, (thanks to my sister who has a lot of rich friends), he began to draw up plans, ordering catalogues and scouting vintage furniture shops, turning our empty workshop into a kind of makeshift studio with all of his sketches pinned to the wall. After spending a lot of time and money on all of this preparation, and really doing quite a nice job of it, he called each client in turn and apologized, saying he wasn't well and wouldn't be able to design their living spaces after all. Then he went to bed.

He's been home now for almost a year. In the beginning, he just slept for most of the day, then got up but stayed in his pyjamas, watching Oprah and whatever came on afterwards, didn't even shower or shave most of the time. He didn't and doesn't want to have sex with me anymore either. Our sex life was the best thing about our relationship. And now he has changed his mind again and has decided to take a course in jewellery design. I'm trying to support the idea, because I'm happy that anything interests him at all, but I have to say this life I have with him at the moment feels a bit odd and sometimes (lots of times) unfair. For one thing, I've had to close my studio location downtown and start running my classes out of the house. Also, with Christopher out of work, and for who knows how long, I have to pay for everything myself. There is just no other cash coming in.

Yoga clients coming to the house isn't so bad. I've got an area for them in the workshop, now that it's heated. And there's quite a lot of space available there. Yes, the new studio is working out, but still, it's not always easy to get Christopher and the trail of mess he leaves wherever he goes out of sight. At least he's getting dressed these days, so it's not as though I have to hide him, the way I did in the beginning.

Most afternoons I give him some money so he can go to the movies. Apparently he's seeing a lot of them. He never used to go by himself, but everything is different now. I try not to think about where he might be if he's not at the movies. My imagination just shuts down. What's the matter with seeing a movie by yourself, really? He's smoking now too and I have to pay for his cigarettes. I try to keep the incense burning when I know people are coming over, and that gets rid of most of it, but it's not something I like.

I wish we could talk about the smoking, and the money problem and why he is suddenly going to movies in the afternoon alone, sometimes two of them, but we can't. I wish I could ask him why he doesn't want to sleep with me. The one time I tried he started to cry, and even though he didn't say anything, I thought it was better to wait for him to come around by himself rather than push. Wouldn't you? At this very moment, Christopher is sitting at the kitchen table, trying to make a pair of earrings from some bits and pieces of old jewellery I've given him to practice on, and he seems so peaceful.

The important thing is that right now he needs my support. I know that. I can't think about myself. It would be selfish, wouldn't it? Later, when he's feeling better. More himself.

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i guess people relate the ultimate happiness in life to doing your own thing. but if you really dont know what it is that you want to do, then its responsibility you should be thinking about. else, you get wasted, and you would not deserve any "support" from your spouse.

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I feel really sorry for this lady and also angry. Why should she sacrifice so much for one who gives her so little. I think she could possibly enjoy her new role as carer. She may find it empowering.

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Did no one else come to the immediate conclusion that hes gay? I mean, come on. A guy interested in interior design and making jewelry that will no longer sleep with his wife? Seems obvious to me. It seems obvious as soon as she mentioned that hes prettier than her. And, I guess the saddest part is that she has no idea, and possibly never will.

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The woman in the story is really keeping to her side of the marriage vows - shes sticking to him for better or for worse, how many other people in our selfish world would do that for a lost bum like her husband.
I like the story, and it leaves me hoping that she will see him through and that he will find himself again.

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This is more like a woman journaling in her private diary than a short story. I did not get any sense of compassion for either party. The characters had no depth, and all I kept thinking was "Who cares?".

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Enjoyable.

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I think this story needs to be longer to get more into the details of the story. Hopefully the author has more about this story in her head than appears on her two pages. It seems flat, as though a diary entry, as another points out above. The story needs depth, even if some are right that he is simply gay and she is not aware of it. Did not really enjoy, but writing is about constant rewriting, which sometimes requires hearing the opinions of others. Best of luck in future creations.

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When she said "if it was not love it was good enough", you can tell she just settled in order to fill a void.
I also get the feeling he is gay and deep inside she knows. Like many people in this world she rather be blind.

Lolin

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Intresting story. The title descibes the dilemma quite correctly. There is absolutly no communication. I just wanna shout to her "Talk to him! I can´t belive you are just accepting this!". That´s not unconditional love.

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I guess there is much more to their relationship than meets the readers eye: its changing, maturing, if you will.
Next time round, without first making a trip to the bedroom, their new-found love will consume and uplift them (or so I fervently hope).

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I wouldnt put up with that much longer, he can work and pursue his hobbies(my wife did it). Another thing, did it ever accure to you that he is going to the movies with someone else?... Or you sexlife is down?... Or the reason why he started crying when you confronted him about him not wanting to sleep with you?... I think at the very least you give him some money for a movie and ask a friend and/or DIY to follow him to the movies and see if he meets up with anyone else.

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I believe that men who think that are better than woman shouldnt be able to even smile. When a woman knows that the men looks better than her... then she should just let him move on and not even take a glance back as he walks away. At the time I am 18 years old and Im in many relationship im not planning at being faithful at the time why? Because I have to have fun in my life before is to late and is time for me to get serious. Maybe later on I would change the way i think but, at the moment im just sticking with what my heart tells me.

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The first thing that came to mind to me was that he is sick. He has some life taking disease and he is simply not talking about it. I think this because it reminds me of relationships I have seen personally. I do not understand why he would not talk about it. That part is confusing to me.

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Brief and but leaves a lot to the readers imagination.

Her husband could be gay, could be just mentally depressed or he really wants a change in life but has lost the motivation to do so, especially since he knows that his wife is around to spoon feed him!!

Tony Chananthara

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Either he goes to the Doctors office for a check-up (agreeing that the wife goes in with him so he wont leave out anything) or ask herself "let me get this straight...he doesnt bath and shave too often, he doesnt clean the house or after himself, he doesnt contribute financially, nor do I receive any affection or sex, I have to provide financially for both of us, clean the house and after him and look after daily operations of the house..he is how old? 2? no I have no children nor any hope of getting one if I want one." Just ask yourself or you better off with him or without?

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My mind has been working on this story for a whole week since I read it and eventually I had to come back to it. I think that this writer is very subtle and even kind of abstract. Does anyone else agree?

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This story has such a modernist Kafka feel about it that it is a painful pleasure to read. Is the story about having the courage to love someone more then you love yourself or not having the courage to hold you spouse to standards or is this relationship really a marriage. Whichever the case the fact that the writer forces the reader to look at all these angles is a testiment to the power of this piece.

Mo

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Very appropriate title. Although Enabler might have been more appropriate. This seems to be a very accurate depiction of what happens when one half of a couple becomes depressed and the struggle the other partner goes through.

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Calling someone who is dealing with a depressed spouse an "enabler" is like calling someone whose spouse has cancer an "enabler"--"well, if she would just get out more and stop acting like a sick peron, she would get better!" Depression is a sickness IN the body; its not something that a person chooses or doesnt choose to pick up, to feel. There are always actions that people can take to improve their condition (like a cancer patient can get treatment), but real depression doesnt often work like alcoholism; it works more like a brain tumor.

That said, it seems to me that the husband is obviously gay and also obviously overwrought by the idea of communicating this to his wife. (This is also not a situation where "enabler" would be appropriate, though she could do more to attempt to communicate with him.)

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I Didd understand why this story is named "Blind".Bt I think the lady in the story was excessively cooperative to his Husband,he should have talked to him for once and tried to know his problem.By just giving him Financial Support only she can not go into the root of his Depression.She never asked why he left the Job? this is what I WONDER.

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I found this story so sad and somewhere it rang true with my own experience of living with a depressed person.
I would not agree with the ending though. He may need your support, you think, but the most important thing is to talk to him - open some line of communication, its the only thing that will save you. Maybe he doesnt want you to sacrifice your time, money etc for him...

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There are a few importnat things that need to be done immediately:

1.You need to talk to him to find out what is going on
if you dont get valid answers then..

2.Find out if he is going to the movies alone or with someone

3.Find out some facts before sympathising with your husband

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At firstI thought the man was going through some mid-life crisis, but the author makes me believe that the real plot is that the wife is blind because she cant see that her husband is sexually confused.

Theres a lack of creativity in this story, im not fond of using typical elements that define what a gay man is. Whether you did it intentionally or not,it just didnt work for me here. Ive met normal people who are gay and I wouldnt have thought they were unless a friend of theirs mention it to me.

Either way, you had a good plot here. Good luck with other writings.

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When I read this story, I feel like I was reading a fairy tale because in fact the kindness of the wife is so impossible and out of reach. There is no such undemanding women right now. Getting married means more responsibilities. Sometimes loves just aint enough, baby...

Adhit
State University of Malang

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This story is terrible. The characters are stereotypes, the details are generic, and the plot is a cliche. The author seems to condescend her narrator (down to the very title of the story) and the narrator condescends the character of the husband, which only makes her even less sympathetic a protagonist than she already is. I could not bring myself to care about anything in this story.

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