Why does everyone understand the poor hormonal wife, who’s going through so much, and not the poor husband-of-a-hormonal-wife, who has to put up with her”
Wah, wah, wah! If you don’t understand why we are more sympathetic to the woman whose body is literally no longer her own, who in 9 months will try to pass a watermelon through a keyhole in a most painful way, who is constantly exhausted, whose life revolves around where the next clean restroom might be, and so nauseated that it might literally make her sick to smell food cooking, much less to cook it, then there is nothing to say.
Good luck.