My husband and I have been happily married for 12 years. We had families before, but we met at a difficult time for both of us. I was grateful to him that he immediately showed himself as a real man.
We lived very well, spent vacations together, and were comfortable together. A year ago my husband just packed up and left without explaining anything. I thought I was going to die, I didn’t understand what had happened. Life just stopped.
Later it turned out that he had been with another woman and a child for three years. He hid it so skillfully that I did not even suspect anything. A month later he started calling me, writing to me. We met, and I turned from a wife into a mistress. I accepted this role silently because I loved him, lived in the past, was afraid to be alone.
After nine months my husband came back. I forgave him, we moved to another city. I thought we were going to start our life with a clean slate. I had a lot of plans, it seemed to me that life played with new colors. But after two months, I realized that my husband was communicating with the mother of the child. My scandals, rebukes only made him angry, our relationship was falling apart. He blames me for everything, that I make scandals on nothing. Eventually he said he was going back to the baby.
I live and wait for something, tears are constantly in my eyes. I hate him, but I am trying to hold on somehow. And my husband talks to another woman every day, she knows all about his life, sends her beautiful and sexy emoticons. I feel like I’m just dying.
