My job was voluntarily taken over by my wife.

This is a really dumb story and I probably should not have voluntarily chosen to do it, but I want to tell it because it is so stupid and because I was a bit out of my mind. I almost wish I could go back in time to when I made this decision and slap myself. In the end, it does not matter because my wife and I are happy now, but I really fear the future.<br><br>Probably about six years ago, my wife was in a bit of a career rut. She was working in her 30s and she was a marketing specialist at a large medical research firm. She was very good at her job, but she didn't enjoy it at all. She was working 12 hour days, 5 days a week.<br><br>I was a calculus teacher at a high school and I really loved my job. I was working 4 or 5 days a week, but only 8 hours a day. I had a lot of freedom and I got to help students. I also really like what I teach. I think that math is important for our future and I feel good that I get to shape the next generation. I worked really hard to get my job. I got a bachelors degree in mathematics and a masters degree in mathematics education and did one year of student teaching. I spent a lot of my free time training myself to be a good teacher. <br><br>But my wife had to drop out of college because her family lost their business. She wasn't good at math and really struggled to get a degree. She worked hard to get her degree in marketing but she was a B student. She was a hard worker, but her career was so difficult and she was really burned out.<br><br>6 years ago, I had the idea that I would quit my job and build a !@#&6ING McMansion for my wife. She was tired of working, so I was going to build a house that made her feel really good. It was going to be huge and had a lot of space for her hobbies. I had no idea where I was going to get the money to do that, but I was resolute. She was going to have a big house. I was going to work really hard my whole life to give her everything she wanted. I was going to work two jobs if it meant she could feel happy at home. I was going to do anything to help her.<br><br>It was a terrible idea. It really was. But for some reason, I felt like I needed to do this. As a man, I have something called hypergamy. Women want a man who is strong, sexy, smart, and rich. I need to be those things for her. She does not need to be those things for me. So I felt like I had to do this. I felt like I had to be the man that she needs.<br><br>I felt terrible about this. I had worked so hard for my job. I felt like I was betraying my past self. I almost !@#&6ING cried about this. But I didn't want to let my wife down. I worked really hard for one year, and my wife was so shocked when I told her what she was getting. She was so happy when I told her what she was getting. I think it was the happiest I ever saw her. And then I started building the house.<br><br>Oh boy, it was a lot of work. I worked my !@#&6ING !@$$ off to build that house. I worked 10 hours a day for two years. I went into massive debt to build it. I even got kicked out of my house at one point because the bank foreclosed on it. But I did it! It is a huge house with a lot of rooms. She has a lot of space for anything she wants. And it was everything she wanted. She was so happy and she had a big smile on her face. She felt so relaxed and happy. I was happy too because I saw how happy she was. I felt so good !@#&6ING up my whole career for her.<br><br>But that does not matter anymore. She was so happy. She was so relaxed. She lost like 100 pounds of stress. She felt really good and she was happy.<br><br>But then something weird started to happen. She started to gain weight again. I do not know why. I think it is because she is happy. And I do not care. She is so cute and so beautiful. She looks amazing and I love her so much. I am happy. She is happy. I love her.<br><br>I still work for a living but I am not a teacher anymore. I work in construction because I have to pay for the house. I work a lot and I am really tired. I am not happy with my job, but I do it for my wife. I will work my !@#&6ING !@$$ off forever for her. Forever.<br><br>I am not going to lie. I feel a little bit betrayed. She is not healthy right now. And she is not really happy. She is overweight and she is in pain and she does not feel good. I do not want to be with an overweight woman. I want to be with a healthy woman. And that is what she was before.<br><br>I do not know what to do. I was a very good teacher. I was a very good math teacher. Now I am not really good at anything. I do not really care about construction. I am good at it. But I do not care about it. I was very good at math. I was really good at being a teacher. I was very good at that. I worked really hard for that. And now I am nothing.<br><br>I am not happy right now. That is why I wrote this post !@#&6ER. I am not happy. My wife is happy. She is fat now, but she is happy. I am not happy. But she is happy. She is all I care about. I love her.<br><br>Sorry for the post. I really feel sad and I do not know what to do. I love her so much, but I am a wreck right now.