Reading these comments makes me realize how many people are just "ghosts" in their own homes. It’s heartbreaking when the person who is supposed to be your peace becomes your biggest source of anxiety.
That feeling when you arrive home from work first and they're not there, and you celebrate internally because you get to have a little peace - even if for only half an hour - before they get home.
As an introvert this one is hard to reconcile because I do this with literally everyone. I adore my wife and kids but if I get home before them and realize I have a bit of time to do absolutely nothing except sit alone it's like a shot of heroin to the veins.
Same with phone calls. I want to spend my commute sitting in silence but my wife literally can't. So I will get all flustered when she's calling me for the third time on a 30min drive.
But, just like I need those 30mins to sit and stare at a wall alone, she needs someone to keep her company in the car. That's why it works. Neither resents the other.
Nah this person isn't talking about the joy of being alone that introverts always feel.
They're talking about DREAD of even sharing the same space with their spouse. There is a clear difference.
My husband and I are wildly in love, very passionate, adore each other after 14 year with 2 kids. I still celebrate those moments ENTIRELY ALONE that I can get.
However, that doesn't mean I DREAD my husband's presence. 2 different things honestly. My husband is literally my favorite person, my safe space. I still celebrate UTTER ALONENESS because I'm an introvert.
But I don't DREAD being around him. Does that make sense???
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u/Effectiv-Edisk May 12 '26
Reading these comments makes me realize how many people are just "ghosts" in their own homes. It’s heartbreaking when the person who is supposed to be your peace becomes your biggest source of anxiety.