abandonment dream
Had yet another dream taking place at a gaming/nerd convention. It's a familiar setting, a hotel with a large central area but two wings for the accomodations. I know I've been here before but the lights were dimmer this time around. The wife was with me, but only physically. Her mind was elsewhere, she was socializing more with her cousin in D.C. and I was an afterthought. Most of my time was spent trying to keep up with her. My entreaties for her to slow down and such fell on deaf ears.
The situation was exascerbated by the fact she was with her cousin. In waking life she'd rather spend more time with him, and she'd much rather talk to him on the phone than with me. For a time early in the marriage I thought she was fucking him, or she had fucked him the way she was so desperate about keeping company with him. Anyway this was an anxiety-ridden dream.
Driving to work I tried to analyze it, thinking that either I was trying to keep up with the wifeto please her. On the other hand, I was surrounded by stuff that used to be me. Fun things like gaming and such, sidelines that I've become alienated from living with the wife, and I was more focused on her than just saying, "Fuck it. I'm going to have fun and she can go to hell."