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My wife stopped saying "thank you" when I did the dishes. I noticed. I was offended. "I'm helping," I thought. "Where's the gratitude?" One night I said it out loud. "I did the dishes. Again." She looked at me like I'd asked for a medal. "You live here too." That's when it hit me. I wasn't "helping." I was living in my own house and acting like a guest who occasionally tidied up. She didn't need help. She needed a partner who stopped waiting to be thanked for what he should've been doing anyway. Your wife doesn't need a helper. She needs a man who stops keeping score.