– I can’t look at you or the kids anymore! – Yelled my spouse to me…

Philip and I were married when we were students. He was my first and only man.

We started dating when we were in our third year: he was studying physics and mathematics and I was studying philology. Philip wooed me very romantically, climbing in the dormitory window after it closed at night, giving me flowers he picked in the flowerbed outside the institute and buying me ice cream and buns with my last money.

After we passed the last year we got married, and in a year we had a baby boy, and three years later we had a baby girl. However, my husband changed a lot.

Before my daughter was born my husband got a new job because of this we had to move, I thought he got depressed because of the dramatic change in life. My spouse stopped helping me with the kids, he started staying late at work a lot, and he started coming home drunk. I looked at it calmly, because Philip had had mood swings and breakdowns before, although they were not that long.

– Mind your own business: raising children, and in the house to clean, – my husband answered me every time I asked him to help me at home.

After another scandal, he and I barely spoke for six months, because all that time my husband was either angry or drunk, or drunk and angry at the same time. He would come home in the middle of the night, and I stopped even asking where he was and who he was with.

Obviously, there was no intimacy between us. I was becoming disgusted with him, and besides, my soul was torn apart by resentment and pain. I tried as often as possible to remember what Philip had been like before, and all the time my soul lived in hope that he would be the same. But it only got worse…

That day I was cooking in the kitchen, my son was playing near me on the floor with his cars, and my daughter was asleep. Philip flew into the house and started yelling:
– I can’t look at you or the kids anymore… I’m leaving you for another woman who’s not like you, she’s smart, beautiful and interesting…

He said a lot of nasty things to me then, I don’t remember them all now. I took the children and ran out into the street, and then I called his father.

– Don’t call the police, my wife and I will be right there,” my father-in-law told me.

In fact my father-in-law came ten minutes later. They took my husband away. It was only later that I found out the most interesting thing.

That day I learned what shocked me the most: it turns out, I had lived with a man for ten years and had no idea that my spouse from childhood suffered from bipolar disorder. As it turned out, my parents, and he himself, hid it as best they could. My husband was treated in private clinics at a time when he would go to his parents, supposedly to help, and stay with them for a few weeks. I can’t understand how I could live with a man and not see that? It is clear that I did not even suspect that my spouse had a mistress.

I took the children, I rented a place to live, and I got a job. I can’t even imagine where I got the strength to do all this in that situation. After a while, when it was all over, I cried a lot, because I could not understand how I could stay blind for such a long time. When my spouse recovered a little, he started working again.

I filed for divorce and my spouse quickly married someone else. After what happened, my husband’s parents still had enough conscience to accuse me of ruining the family…

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– I can’t look at you or the kids anymore! – Yelled my spouse to me…