The fight is never about the money
It starts with something small. A credit card statement left on the kitchen counter. A comment about the grocery bill. Your husband says you spend without thinking; you say he controls without consulting. Neither of you is wrong, and that is the problem. The argument about money is the argument you are allowed to have, because the real one, about power, about fear, about whose dreams got quietly shelved, does not have agreed-upon words yet.
