The Hierarchy Nobody Named Aloud
It starts before you can name it. A phone call he takes in the middle of your argument, and suddenly your argument is on hold, indefinitely. A Diwali plan that gets revised because his mother prefers a different date, and you find out not from him but from the group chat. A financial decision that was already made before he told you about it, because he'd already told them.The hierarchy in these marriages is rarely announced. Nobody sits you down and says: his family comes first, then work, then you. It arrives in increments. A cancelled trip here. A rearranged bedroom there, because a sibling needed to stay for two weeks that became two months. You accommodate because you love him, and because you were told, in a hundred indirect ways growing up, that a good wife bends.What you weren't told is that bending has a structural limit.
