Hi everyone, I'm back...and actually quite angry right now and want to vent. This weekend, my husband decided that he wanted to stay in our marriage because if we divorced, then that's more misery than the misery of living with a person who doesn't "understand him". I didn't agree or disagree - I prefer to be careful with my words. I knew that it was starting to niggle in his mind, and if his parents weren't staying with us for the summer, he would have already lost his temper. So, he somehow came to the belated conclusion that maybe we should learn to be friends, if we have to stay in this marriage. Which is exactly what I suggested from day one, but anyway... that's not why I'm angry. To start our friendship off, we started talking about likes and dislike, specifically, how I enjoy trying new foods. He said it was really embarrassing that I would know a lot about food, because where he came from, food was food, and it wasn't something interesting. Ok... so, what about the conversations with his family and friends about how they are dying for Indian food and just want biryani or something. It's like, he wanted to talk honestly about his feelings, and ended up being offensive with the excuse of being honest. Anyway, at this point, I don't care. But my dad also enjoys trying different foods, and my husband brings him up (in the name of friendship) saying that when my dad mentioned this, he wanted to go up and [punch] in the face. I say punch, because it was implied, and I hope he didn't mean something else 'in his face'. Naturally, this pissed me off, but in his opinion, he thinks he did nothing wrong. In fact, he wants me to sympathize, and the fact that I'm "supporting" my dad, I am going against him. the funny thing is, I didn't yell or do anything - I just said that be considerate enough not to speak to me about my dad, because how would he feel if I talked bad about his dad? So, this level of disrespect for my parents really bothers me. I am physically not in a bad marriage anymore - and mentally/emotionally don't care about my husband or what he says anymore (and he's really not being mean with his parents around and because of the counselor's homework on being nice to each other). But, this incident made me really think if I can never live peacefully in this marriage. I know that he will continue to feel like this toward my dad. We are supposed to attend my friend's wedding (and stay at my parent's house), and my husband doesn't want to go, obviously. He keeps saying that I'm choosing "those people" over him, "the people who really matter" (for real, he says this). Anyway, this is more of a rant, but I'm having trouble even liking this human being enough to stay around. Literally, at this point, I'm here because my son and, in a more materialistic way, I am financially secure and live in a nice house (and my job is only in this city, and I really like it). I don't even have a question for anyone anymore.... maybe, how much disrespect toward your parents do you tolerate?