For eight years I lived in a marriage with my husband, I thought he was a normal man, but during the divorce all the rot came out of him. Now I even feel disgusted that I was with him for so many years, but it’s good that I got away with it.
We dated for a year before we got married. So we were together for nine years. During this time in the family, of course, different things happened. We argued and made up, and there were good moments and bad. But I thought that our life was normal, and that everyone lived this way. My parents also had all sorts of things in life, but they have been married for fifty years, and everything is fine.
We also have a child – a son, he is six years old now. He was five at the time of the divorce. My husband did not take care of my son, saying that the child was still small, promising that my son would grow up, and then he would spend time with him.
He did not help around the house either. At most he did the dishes and threw out the trash. His mother brought him up so that it was a woman’s job; a man should not do it.
My mother-in-law was a different story. Thank God she lives in another town and comes three times a year. I had enough of her visits as it was. It seems only with my husband to adjust the household, all agreed with him, and then comes his mother with his grandfather’s settings, and we again have a family scandal upon scandal.
Most of all I hate my mother-in-law’s talk about the breadwinner and keeper. The breadwinner in our family was mostly me, my salary is much higher than my husband. That is why it is still unclear who should keep the family home, and who should mine the mammoth.
And the last year my husband with the work at all nothing. During the pandemic their firm seemed to stay afloat, we breathed out that the most difficult stage is over, but mistaken. The ship went down, all employees were asked to leave. My husband began to look for a new job.
But the money is not paid enough, the trip is far, then he does not have enough experience, the employer was questionable. In general, my husband went through vacancies, and I patiently dragged the family in two shifts. First at work, so you pick up the child from daycare and run home for the second shift. My husband has no time to do household chores, he looks for work, sends out resumes and goes to interviews.
But for some reason, he has not found a single place where he wanted to and could work. No help around the house either. Naturally, I was not happy with this state of affairs. I started fighting, swearing, his psychosis with the slamming of the door and sleepovers at friends’ houses. I was given the last-last chance, but my husband did not take advantage of it.
In the end, I decided that I had had enough, I packed his things, kicked him out of my apartment, which was given to me by my parents before we were married, and filed for divorce. My husband went to make peace a couple of times, but I was so tired that I no longer believed his words, promises, assurances.
We were divorced, but to this day my ex is still not calm and pours on me **** ladles, along with his mother. The fact that I was treated as the last **** in front of all his relatives, it’s nothing, I do not care about those people. But he was calling my parents, telling them some tall tales and nastiness, and they are people of my age and they do not need such nerves.
In addition, while I was not home, he opened the door with his key and took my laptop, my coat, microwave and gold. Of course, there are no receipts for anything, so it was pointless to go to the police, there is no way to prove anything. But I think what she did was quite illustrative. It was my own fault, I should have changed the locks right away, although I had no idea he would do such a thing.
But the biggest surprise was that at the child support court my husband said that he demanded a paternity test, because he did not believe that it was his son. I, of course, refused the test, said that yes, he was not the father, which greatly surprised both the ex and his mother. It may have been a lie, but the look on their faces was worth it.
As a result of the trial, my husband was expunged from the child’s birth certificate, and I was completely free. I read stories where these “fathers” would not let me go anywhere with my child, they were always threatening and controlling me. But here it all came into my hands, the ex at the end made a great gift.
But the ex and his mother know for sure that the son is from her husband, because he is a copy of him. But I do not want these people to see him, and now I have every right to do so, according to the documents they are nobody. They outsmarted themselves. I don’t need any help from them, no alimony.
