21 century. Computer technology has reached the point where, looking at the screen with excellent graphics and watching such realistic, practically lively characters from games, it is simply breathtaking, even mine.
Here we are "captured"! Yes, so that a month after this ill-fated “World of tanks” appeared on my husband’s computer, I wanted to strangle this very beloved man out of anger and break the computer. There was a desire to scream to the whole world that I feel bad and lonely, that I can no longer change my life.
And with the advent of this game, there was a feeling that a lot needs to be changed. Thousands of women in the world are suffering from stupefied men! They, as bewitched, are ready to sit for days and hours to destroy opponents! And we begin to fight, then we give up, and even sometimes get divorced, but this is not for me!
No, I am not against games, but when in a man’s head there is nothing left but tanks, missions and such nonsense - this is already too much! When, when you come home, instead of gentle hugs and kisses, you are forced to watch only the broad back sitting by the monitor, it becomes insulting.
When instead of the usual “how are you?”, You hear a monologue about how many missions have been completed and how many tanks have been destroyed, you want to howl. For a person playing this rubbish, reality just disappears. He has no time, no time to sleep, he does not notice the fighting children and does not hear the squeals of a cat, which they try to teach to dive in the bathroom, he does not care, because he is in a different reality.
But I am here and now, and I want to return time back to the moment when tanks appeared in our house! In a good way, it was not possible to solve the problem. A conversation with her husband that family life is going wrong is not leading to anything new. After that, I confess, in the name of saving relationships and family, I took up what is called sabotage.
The first attempt is unsuccessful
What I just didn’t do! First, I used, as it seemed to me, the easiest way - I deleted the game from the computer with all its folders, files and patches. I had to make my eyes big and round, making excuses and proving that I had nothing to do with it, that this was a system failure. For the first time, my husband believed me, but quickly solved this problem. Within a couple of hours, the best friend, the same "crazy tanker", installed the game again. After his departure, his beloved, as a child, rejoiced at new opportunities in the game, and the voice acting with Okhlobystin, peppered with obscene and vulgar jokes, “delighted” the neighbors all evening.
Without wasting time, I again, hiding behind my inability to work with a computer, worked with the avast program. And how little time I was glad that the game stopped running! A little later I realized how strong male friendships are! Comrade - the tankman again came to the rescue, but not one, with six liters of beer. After his departure, a drunken husband with a malicious grin said that during a friendly visit he received 100% consultation on eliminating all the failures in the game.
The second attempt is even worse
On this my fantasy ran out, and I decided to use the old proven methods. I stopped talking with my husband, which made him "go into the game" even more. Having not received the result, I stopped cooking, but my resourceful tanker solved the problem in his own way. Over time, it turned out that now he eats in nearby cafes and pizzerias. After calculating the amount of losses from visiting such establishments, I again stood at the stove, but still resenting my husband’s inattention, excommunicated him and began to sleep in another room.
Do you think this helped? Where to there. This only exacerbated the situation. Internal resentment and discontent reached its peak, and the question arose of being or not being a family? We had time to think about it. Having tried various aggressive methods of struggle to eradicate hated tanks from home, I realized that I had lost ...
The third attempt is success!
However, no, there is still the last option, I called it "healing by love." Having considered everything, I radically changed tactics. I decided to become more interesting for my husband than “virtual tanks”!
For starters, I changed my hair color and hairstyle, bought a new dress. Dressed up, I defiantly went to a meeting with my friends. Returning late, I realized that I had chosen the right direction.
The husband from the threshold arranged a meticulous interrogation and, finally, drew attention to me. Surprisingly, he was jealous! Why not! That is exactly what I was aiming for.
After a night of clarification of the relationship, I became different: affectionate and gentle, attentive and helpful, and replaced the cries and nit-picking with affectionate twitter. Our relationship seemed to have returned to the floral-candy period. My husband saw me in a new light and interest in tanks gradually faded away.
Now my favorite periodically plays my favorite World of tanks. In moments when all things are done, the children and I, my wife, satisfied with my own affairs, he sits down at the computer, but this is not that obsession.
How I was mistaken in thinking that I could solve the problem with tantrums and screams!
Now I can say with confidence that swearing and quarreling at times is useful to renew stagnant emotions and relationships. But this is not necessary when there is a remedy on earth that has been tested for centuries. It can solve any problem, and his name is Love.
