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She's constantly getting upset over some complete bullshit. I just want a simple relationship, not one where I'm being interrogated in bed every night when I have to get up early the next day to go to work. I don't think she understands what marriage really is. Anyway I think we're getting divorced soon so fuck her.
Have you already tried talking to her about it? Sometimes we are assholes towards people without realising, like some random guy on the internet said: "being dead is like being an asshole. You don't know you are it and everyone else is suffering around you because of it"
But like some people already said: if you really don't fit together or if it doesnt work then you could seek professional help or of course divorce but it will cost money and time.
Marriage is just a piece of paper. It means nothing. But legally it means everything. Get a divorce and hopefully you'll still have the shirt on your back. And don't get married again. It usually only benefits the women. Fuck em and forget em!
Of course, you're married. Learn from your mistakes and don't get married again, ever.
Me and my late husband, Paul Walker, would always secretly feel this way about eachother. The more and more our relationship progressed this way the less low-key our hatred would be. We eventually talked about it together. Paul then asked for my titty, I said "Paul, no.", this was probably the worst mistake i have ever made in my life. Paul didn't care about my 2 subtle words to him, he grabbed me by my right titty and pulled me outside and to the sidewalk. He put my upper teeth on the curb of the sidewalk and stomped down on my head and my teeth shattered and some went up into my gums. My mouth was bleeding like hell. I said "Paul, no." He sighed. He picked me up and put his arm around me and I put mine around him. I looked at him in his charming blue eyes and we walked inside together and sat down on the couch and watched family feud. He went over to the fridge and as soon as he opened it he said "We're all out of fucking milk." I said, "Paul, no." and he walked outside, without closing the door for some reason, and I heard the car engine go off and from the corner of my eye watched his porche move from out the driveway and to the direction of the milk store. I wondered why considering he couldve just sucked on my titty. 7 minutes and 32 seconds later I got a phone call from paul walker's porche, he said help im on fire you dumb bitch. i immediently got my roller skates and zoomed on down to the milk store, right outside was paul burning in his porche and i said "Paul, no." Paul tragically died. 6 days later his funeral started in Washington DC. It was me, his parrot, and his stepmom. We all weeped as his coffin lowered down into the ground, right next to where Mariah Carey's career was buried. I looked down at the coffin, my eyes full of tears, I said "Paul, yes."
It sounds as if you both are handling this marriage completely wrong. Try getting some professional help. Have you sat down with her and in an calm and logical way told her that it bothers you?
Don't worry
Someone will fuck her.
My silly question is, why wasn't this sorted out before you got married?
You want a simple relationship? HAHA! You are clearly too young or immature to be married if you think it is always going to be simple. Marriage is about give and take, and working shit out. If you can't even confront your wife for her behaviour you are doomed.