Im 42 and married to the woman who was my best friend from the age of 14. We first met at school.
So, youre not going to believe this, but my husband actually left me for my sister. He moved straight
So, youre not going to believe this, but my husband actually left me for my sister. He moved straight
My dear is still legally married to his wife and has a daughter with her. I love my partner deeply.
ONCE IN A LIFETIME LOVE On the day of Marys funeral, Edward didnt shed a single tear. See, just as I
I Thought My Marriage Was Normal – Not Perfect Like on Instagram, but Stable. There Were No Fights, No Jealousy, No Odd Signs. He Didn’t Hide His Phone, Was Never Late, Never Changed His Routine. I Never Suspected a Thing. The Woman He Left Me For Worked With Him – She Was Younger, Single, No Kids. I’d Met Her a Few Times, Even Had Her in My Home Once for a Work Do. She Seemed Friendly, Nothing Unusual. Then, on a Friday Night, He Came Home, Put His Keys on the Table, and Said We Needed to Talk. He Told Me He Didn’t Love Me Anymore, That He’d Met Someone Else, That He Was Leaving – It Wasn’t My Fault, I Was a Good Wife, but She Made Him Feel Alive. He Packed a Bag and Left That Very Night. No Arguments, No Attempts to Fix Things. The Next Few Months Were the Worst of My Life – No Steady Income, Bills Mounting: Rent, Utilities, Food. I Sold Things from the House—Some Days I Ate Only Once. Sometimes I Turned Off the Gas to Save Money. I Cried, but I Had to Keep Going. I Struggled to Find Work—No Recent Experience or Qualifications. Out of Desperation, I Made a Pudding and Sold It to My Neighbour. Then I Made More and Offered Them on WhatsApp. I Walked Around Selling Them. Sometimes I Sold Nothing, Sometimes I Sold Out. Slowly, People Started Seeking Me Out. I Baked Desserts at Night and Delivered Them in the Morning—First Just for Groceries, Then Bills, Then Rent. It Wasn’t Quick or Easy. It Was Months of Exhaustion, Little Sleep, Living on the Edge. That’s Still My Life Today. I’m Not Rich, But I Manage. I Don’t Rely on Anyone. The House Isn’t the Same, But It’s Mine. He’s Still With the Woman He Left Me For. I’ve Never Spoken to Him Again. If I Learned Anything, It’s How to Survive When There’s No Other Choice—Not Because I Wanted to Be Strong, But Because No One Else Was Going to Do It for Me. My marriage always seemed ordinaryhardly the perfect fairy tale you see splashed across social media
So, my mate, 42 years old, has finally tied the knot. He reckons his wifes a brilliant cleaner and can
Why Should You Bring Your Own Food?
For five years running, my husband’s sister and brother, along with their families, have celebrated every Christmas with us. I cooked everything myself, set the table, took care of every detail, and cleaned up after everyone. They simply enjoyed the festivities. But last year, my patience ran out, and I hit my breaking point. It all just felt too much—physically, mentally, and financially.
So, this past year, I tried to share the responsibilities among everyone.
But recently, my mother-in-law told me that she and her husband are getting older, and things are hard, so she would like us all to gather at my place for another Christmas celebration.
So, I rang my husband’s siblings and told them Mum wanted us to celebrate together. At first, they were all for it, said we should listen to Mum, and happily agreed.
Then I mentioned we’d need to divvy up the dishes—who would cook what and what each would bring.
I’m happy to provide the main courses, cook two hot dishes, and bake a cake.
They would need to prepare two salads, fish, meat, cheese, fruit, and drinks. Everyone brings something to drink.
As soon as I listed everything, the enthusiasm in their voices disappeared. They said they wouldn’t have time to cook, that they have work, they’d need to buy everything and then still cook. Besides, they didn’t see the point in bringing food. They suggested they would just celebrate Christmas at their own homes.
So I asked, “What about Mum?” And guess what they said… “We’ll wish her well over the phone; that’ll have to do.”
They don’t want to share the workload or the shopping. I haven’t told my mother-in-law yet. And I honestly don’t know how to break the news. She’ll be terribly upset.
What should I do in this situation? Should I just cave in and do Christmas all by myself again? Why Bring Your Own Food? My husbands sister and brother, along with their families, have celebrated every
Im 42 now and married to the woman who, once upon a time, was simply my best mate since we were both
My husband has left me for my sister. Hes moved in with her. And, three years later, he abandons her
