This tattoo thing just wont die!
So, just when everything was going well with us, last Sunday, my wife tells me she wants to get
another tattoo. I didn't handle this as well as I could have, but at the same time, I handled it much better than last time. I became defensive, had some high emotions, and pulled back from her physically (crossed my arms and became to myself). Some of my responses were also a bit harsh, due to my raised emotions. But, in reflecting on it a week later, none of the points I made I would take back now.
So I told her things like, "so where is the line? What if it doesn't stop at this one?" To which she replied, "I'm not the type of person to show off my tattoos and get all tatted up. My response, "I've spoken to many people with tattoos and they thought the same way. This will be the last one, then something momentous happens in their life and they want to memorialize it on their body and they get another...and another...and another." I acknowledged why she wants to get it (much the same reason she wanted the last one...to memorialize how far she's come in her life and her strength she developed and all that...I understand that) and told her I understand. But I also told her that "...tattoos are just something I will likely never be ok with. I'll never like them. They are unattractive to me, and adding them to your body takes away from your physical attractiveness to me." She really didn't handle that one well, but it's the truth. So that conversation ended with her crying, and me beating myself up for hurting her yet again. She did ask that I take some time to really think about it.
The next day (Monday), I had a session with my (our) therapist. My wife had one too that day but had a migraine and couldn't make it. I explained the situation to my counselor in the most fair way I thought I could. Honestly trying hard not to bias the painting of the situation in either direction. I think I did a pretty good job of that. My counselor says to me, "You may never come to the place where tattoos are ok for you. And that's ok. People are entitled to not like things. And in this situation, that means you can ask her not to get one. If she does anyway, she is putting herself ahead of you and ahead of the marriage by doing something that you're clearly not ok with." That made a lot of sense to me. I came up with this analogy: "I used to smoke about 10 years ago. My wife
hates cigarette smoke(rs). What if, as a manner of coping with a difficult situation or just as something I felt I needed to do, I started smoking again? Would that make me less attractive to my wife? Would she approve of that? Absolutely not! And thus, I have not done that." My therapist thought that was a great analogy.
So fast forward almost a week to yesterday evening. I wanted to give myself a few days for my emotions to level off, and to give my self time to honestly think about the tattoo thing. So last night, I brought the topic back up. I explained my position from the previous Sunday again (which had not changed from a week prior) in a level-headed, adult way, and added in the points that my (our) therapist had mentioned as well. Namely, that I can't stop her from getting the tattoo, but I wish that she wouldn't. And if she does, she's putting herself ahead of me and ahead of the marriage. I also mentioned (probably mistakenly) that her (our) therapist even mentioned that point. I said that only to give myself more credibility, and perhaps suggest that "see, your therapist thinks the same thing, that means you ought to give this more thought." She didn't take it that way, however. She thought her therapist had turned against her and that hurt her (her therapist had done no such thing). I also mentioned the smoking analogy and asked how she would react if I started smoking again. She said it'd be hard, but she'd understand and work around it. BULL crap. She'd shove me away so fast I'd fly through a wall. After the convo, she left the house last night and went God knows where. She did eventually come home and today she's in a really crappy mood.
I think she's being quite immature about this. Like she's throwing a tantrum.
Am I in the wrong here? Should I continue to stand my ground, or just suck it up, and say 'yes' to her for the 1,000,000th time, and force myself to accept the tattoo again? I don't feel I'm in the wrong here. And neither does my SAA sponser and her (our) therapist. If I am wrong, tell me.
I wish this [bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse] topic would die! I am my wife's biggest cheerleader and I have pushed her to do more in her life than anyone ever has before. I'm not patting myself on the back, it's a fact. And now I have this one apprehension and stuff goes nuclear. Maybe she's gotten way too used to me bending down and saying 'yes.' I don't know.