My husband became my first love after 10 years of sitting at the elbows of the table. Just in the first year, I became a mother and father, and I was smelling the baby of my beautiful child. In my senior year, I had another set of twins. So, at the age of 22, she became the mother of three children and her family became five. My twins were well cared for and cared for as babies. Since my husband started working, our life is no longer full of days.
The workers are taking the hall, the workers have left and come back, the workers have gone to one, and at night a tired animal comes in and sleeps. In the morning, I’ll leave. In the end, I’m like a single mother with 3 children… I cry, every time I cry, when nothing happens, I say things like you’re too sensitive, unresponsive, etc. As a young black man with no friends, no colleagues, I used to feel sorry for myself.
I lived like this for two years. My husband has only one word that shuts my mouth during this time. I am working and supporting you three. I am struggling alone. Come to think of it, I’ve lived off baby diapers for 6 years since my oldest son was born. In the middle, I was lucky to be able to finish school without dropping out. Will try to get love and care. Say nice things to make others laugh.
I will try my best not to send hot food in dirty clothes. The situation was getting worse. He stopped hugging me when he slept. I wanted to hug him, saying that he was cold, and I tried to hug him like before, but he was tired of hugging me. He had forgotten the last time he slept. Even I was afraid to kiss myself. I’m afraid that I might get angry…
Prepare a gift to make him happy when he comes home from work and prepare his favorite food and wait. Not even happy, he opens it and goes to sleep saying he went to sleep early. My kids are the only reason I laugh when I’m at home. He scolded me for thinking that he had got someone else. Having such a life, I realized one day that I had turned my back on my husband. I was secretly smoking cigarettes.
He didn’t tell anyone. Since she doesn’t answer the phone late, she was sitting in the hall smoking a cigarette when she heard her husband’s voice coming downstairs. (My apartment has 4 floors without a loft) I talked to a woman… I threw away my cigarette and eavesdropped next to the trash can… This is what I heard. When the husband hears the song, he says to the woman, “Okay, my sweet love, come back and write a chat.” Don’t see another young bird on the way. See you in the morning.
“But the woman who can hear the other song laughs and loves me, my ugly guy”… I just stood on the floor below listening to all this. As soon as my husband ran up and went home, I went downstairs at full speed and managed to see the woman before she left. A very tall and handsome woman with long dark hair and warm eyes sat in her car. I looked back and was late… When I went home, my husband was laughing with his daughters, but he looked at me and didn’t ask me anything.
At least you can say where you are coming from. That didn’t happen. That night, after my husband went to sleep, I checked his phone. In the evening, he looked at the woman’s number and Facebook. Even read all the messages. It was a girl who worked with him. The co-worker found out that the relationship had been going on for two years. I read it all with tears in my eyes and tears. Is this the answer to your all? I was very confused, where does the feeling of love go now? He thought a lot that night without sleeping.
Then she decided to hide it without telling her husband that she knew all this. He decided to tell me when he was ready to leave me. But from the next day, he changed himself upside down. I am a woman who has been rejected by her husband who has been a babysitter for six years. She realized that she was cheating on her husband, not herself, saying that she was in love. I was really weak and irritable. Within a week, I was almost a completely new person from top to bottom. My husband noticed but didn’t pay much attention.
It was as usual, coming late. But in the morning, he used to hug his tail and kiss him when he left. Little by little I keep changing. I joined a humanitarian group and met many colleagues. When you come out into society after being separated from the wall, the situation looks completely different. After a month, I was no longer the weak loving and caring person I was before. My husband was suspicious of me and even checked my phone. I thought why people are suspicious of me, but I bit my tongue.
When you fall in love with yourself, you are motivated to do more and change yourself. My husband eventually calls and texts me during the day to remind me. I went further and further. But in my heart, I was burning with the desire to bring back my husband. Ask your new friends after three months