Never Had an Argument with My Wife in 22 Years

I thank the heavens for sending me a wife who is willing to tolerate my bad temper. Both of us have always had fiery tempers and many past experiences of intense arguments with previous partners. When we first started dating, we went through a period of adjustment and occasionally got angry with each other, but we never really fought.

I guess it’s because whenever I sense my wife is upset, we would first embrace and feel each other’s bodies and souls. In a relationship, it’s not about reasoning, but about expressing feelings. My wife often says my arguments are correct, which both surprises and touches me, as she always makes me feel that she genuinely means it.

Actually, when the feeling is right, the content doesn’t matter. My wife’s happiness is the most important thing because if she’s unhappy, I won’t be happy either. I’m grateful to the heavens for giving me a keen sensitivity, allowing me to easily perceive others’ emotions, especially my wife’s. This little advantage helps me resolve issues before they arise. Before my wife even speaks, we’re already embracing.

I remember one time, I was meditating at home, with my back to the door. When my wife came in, her footsteps sounded different. I asked her if she was upset, even though I had my back to her, and she immediately started crying. I hugged her right away, and she felt better soon after. Her mood improved, and she went to cook for me.

After immigrating to Taiwan, my highly sensitive nature brought me a lot of stress. Knowing the pressures I faced at work, my wife was unconsciously affected by my mood. Although she is usually very cheerful, my negative emotions impacted her during that time. I tried my best to hide my stress, but it still affected her. One day, I noticed her hives weren’t healing, which was unusual since she normally recovers quickly from minor ailments. I realized it was my stress affecting her. During that time, I paid extra attention to my emotions, trying to stay happy, and she soon recovered. I’m sorry, it was all my fault.

Recently, I learned to be consistently happy, thanks to the heavens. Ironically, I’m not as sensitive to others’ emotions as before, probably because I’m immersed in my own world. The night before last, I failed to notice my wife was upset for the first time in 22 years. The next morning, she asked if I knew she was unhappy the previous night. I immediately hugged her, apologized, and reminded her that we have always dealt with issues on the same day, not leaving them for the next.

On one hand, I feel guilty for not sensing it; on the other, I feel more relaxed because not being affected by others’ emotions is better for my health. Great masters can remain unaffected by others’ emotions, but I’m just a child at heart, unable to handle so many things.

I’m sorry, my dear wife. The heavens, loving this foolish man, have taken away my sensitivity. If you’re unhappy, please embrace me immediately and then tell me. I may not be the same as before, but I’ll be happier now, and I guess you’ll like the current me more.

I’m sorry, my dear wife. I’ve lost even this small advantage but gained the skill of fake crying, making things harder for you. Thank you.

I wish my wife and you, the kind reader, beauty, health, and happiness.

July 2024