I can’t imagine why on earth anybody ever gets married? And I definitely can’t imagine why on earth parents get so worried if their kids don’t get married ‘on time’!!
What do you do if, after six and a half years of being married, you realize that you are married to the wrong guy? Not a bad guy. Just the wrong one. Not that you have a right one in mind. But you just know that this is not working. This is not what you wanted. This is not what you signed up for. This is not how you want to live the rest of your life.
One is a minimalist. The other a hoarder. The minimalist is also a loner. The hoarder hoards friends too. The loner is a rational human being. The hoarder a sentimental romantic. The rational one believes strongly in the benefits of being selfish (a philosophy he claims to have gotten from Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged). The sentimental romantic also happens to be a fool that has her worthless little life revolving around her family (unfortunately for her and fortunately for her better half, she hasn’t read that book yet!). The selfish one wants to live the life of a bachelor (but I really don’t think he knows what he’s wishing for!). The fool would love that but truly believes that’s not the way it works (for example, does she still have to cook for the bachelor? or wash his clothes? If so, shouldn’t she get paid for housekeeping and chauffeuring and for running errands? Because I don’t think she would have done all of this and more for free if she was single ;)).
Now some may believe that a 2-way compromise might work. But, the bachelor does not believe he has to compromise on anything just because he got married. Then what do you do? Accept things the way they are and live on. Or find your own life and live it?