When people create a family, they should understand that their life will change dramatically. There comes responsibility for the other person, building relationships, and overcoming oneself. A strong family is the result of years of work. If at least one of the partners doesn’t put in the work, there will be no good family. There will be “disorder and vacillation. After all, the word “spouse” means walking in the same harness.
As a rule, women, because of their mentality, are more ready to start a family. They are more obedient from childhood, household chores are a natural process for them. Men by nature are more selfish, they always demand more attention to themselves. But they forget that the “head of the family” is the protector, the breadwinner. It is about men more often say, “behaves like a child. And this is a problem that can lead to the breakup of the family. In a divorce, a child is usually left with a woman because she has a higher sense of responsibility for the other person.
That’s what happened to my brother’s family. He is five years younger than me. When we were children his parents paid a lot of attention to him. I understood that. After all, he’s small, and he needs protection more. My brother got used to it and took it for granted. He could throw a tantrum in a store if he was refused a toy he liked. He would fall on the floor and yell until he had the toy in his hands.
I tried not to take his things, so there wouldn’t be any scandals. Once, when he was five years old, I took him to see his new toy motorcycle. Another tantrum ensued on his part. My parents came running in, told me off, and calmed my little brother down. I never did that again.
Unfortunately, my brother could not get rid of his childish habits when he became an adult. He got married at the age of twenty-three. Before the birth of their child, I had the impression that the young people lived amicably, and there was complete harmony in the family. My brother and Rebecca traveled a lot on their motorcycle and had noisy parties.
Everything changed when Rebecca became pregnant. Pregnancy went hard. Rebecca spent most of her time at home. Her brother didn’t seem to notice. He continued to race with his friends on his bike and go to nightclubs. One day when I went to see them, I found Rebecca in tears. She told me her brother hadn’t been home for three days, he was visiting friends somewhere out of town.
I calmed her down as best I could. I said that right now we had to think about the baby in the first place. All other problems should be put aside for later.
After the birth of my son my brother did not change his habits. His passion for motorcycles outweighed his understanding of how much his family needed him. He spent all the money he earned on his hobby without thinking about whether there was food in the house. This went on for three years.
One day Rebecca and the baby came to visit me.
– That’s it, I can no longer and do not want to live with him, – he said firmly, – he cares more about motorcycles than me and my son.
I did not even try to talk her out of the divorce, because I realized how right she was. Why a girl should have to wait an unknown amount of time for her husband to grow up. Now Rebecca lives with her parents. His brother hardly remembers his son, all his life is focused on motorcycles.
