How do I fix us when culture keeps getting in the way?
So we’ve been married for three years now and honestly it’s getting hard to even talk some days. I’m from Chicago, grew up pretty open, lots of hugs, we say “I love you” like ten times a day. My husband’s from Moscow and he’s sweet in his way but everything feels so… quiet. Like, I’ll share something personal hoping he’ll open up too and he just changes the subject or says “everything’s fine.” Which it’s clearly not. We used to be close, you know, in the bedroom. Now it’s been months. I asked if something was wrong and he got weird, said I was pushing too hard. But how else do we fix things if we don’t talk? He says I’m “too much,” but I’m just trying to connect. Last week I cried and he just handed me a tissue and said “don’t make a scene.” It felt cold, idk. I love him, but I feel alone. And lately I’ve been wondering if maybe I’m the problem — like am I really that dramatic or is this just another world collision? lol, if only it were that simple. We’re both queer, which already made things harder back home for him. I thought we were building something safe. Now I’m not sure what’s breaking — us, or just the gap between how we were raised