I am 35 years old. Husband lives with school-age son. Two years ago, I went to Soloros to work illegally, and my husband and child died early.
While working there, I fell in love with another man and started living with him. I was burning with lust and enjoying the thrill of being loved. Then she got pregnant and decided to divorce her child.
I thought that I would meet my ex-husband, divorce my family, and bring my son to live together. So, after talking on the phone, I thought, I will go later, and I have arrived today.
I left my daughter with her father and came home to meet her. Everything was easy when you were far away. My husband is an intellectual and has a good heart, so he understands me and I decided to take my son back and give him a good education.
But after arriving, it was like going to hell. All my friends said that my husband was faithful to me for two years and was not jealous that he had another woman.
When my son was a little boy, he turned into a big guy and became very close to my father. I realized that I cannot separate them. Especially, it will be very helpful for children of transition age.
Time is running out. But I could not tell them about my husband and family. And I still loved my first husband and understood my position with respect.
He opened a different side for me, and I loved him even more. My new husband, a Korean man, was very intelligent and wise.
When I was about to come here, she said, “If you can’t get rid of your husband and son, don’t worry, I can get rid of my daughter myself, but you should at least call and come see me once a year.”
I said to him, “Well, what’s the matter?” I have to, how is my O there without me? it hurts. But my ex-husband wanted to divorce his second child. “My son has grown up.
But if a girl is born, you and I will be as young as if we were married again.” Listening to these words makes my heart harden. I cried all night and took sedatives.
Be calm when you call there. When my two-year-old daughter picks up a phone, she knows how to dial the time of day. No one knows my secret.
I don’t even tell my mother that I have a granddaughter in another country. “How can I laugh when I’m grown up and old?” you wonder? I am afraid of losing my husband, and most of all, of losing his respect. What if my son has such a mother?
And how do you explain to your daughter why her mother abandoned you? I love everyone very much, but for them I only bring pain. I live between two islands. So, I opened my heart, but it didn’t hurt.