I’ve got a bit shitty this evening because my husband of 24 years can’t name one specific thing he loves or even likes about me.
He says ‘he loves me because I’m me’ or everything
Generally we have a lovely relationship but this really threw me off.
I don’t doubt his feelings for me but I feel that it’s more habit than a deep understanding of me as a person - sorry a little deep ( a few wines in )
Suck it up, think your self lucky you’ve got a decent, loyal man who loves you
or
You’re right to feel a bit invalidated and quite honestly you could be anyone who loves him back