I was just 23 when my husband left me with our young son, Michael. He was only three years old at the time. My husband walked out because he couldn’t handle the constant responsibilities – he had to earn money and spend it on the family. He didn’t like that at all. Why spend on the family when he could spend on himself and his girlfriend?
After five years of marriage, we had found our rhythm. Living in a one-bedroom apartment, we managed to coexist peacefully. But when my mother-in-law moved in, everything changed.
During an argument, my husband accused me of not appreciating him enough for marrying me despite having a child. Honestly, I felt humiliated because
Her husband, Mark, was the same age as her. She had been married before and had a daughter, while for him, it was his first marriage. When they first started dating, everything seemed perfect.
Here’s why I feel this way. I’ve been married to John for 12 years. We’ve always had a good relationship. We’re both very calm and balanced people, but his mother has always been a source of stress.
When you get married and have kids, you should take responsibility for them. A story about the first grandchild: My son was just finishing college when his girlfriend got pregnant.
It’s fortunate that her children have parents who worry about providing them with fresh fruit, while my dogs only have me. When I tried to suggest a solution to my son
Some people earn through cleverness, while others are used to making money through hard work. As for me, I wasn’t physically strong and didn’t have a good education, but I decided to move abroad to work and earn money. After working this way for 15 years, I managed to save up for a house, but my son-in-law’s parents are a constant source of worry.
My mom and stepdad are now retired. She is 67 years old, and he is 74. My stepdad can barely walk, so my mom takes care of him. They always got along well, advising each other and never arguing. Until recently. Thirty years ago, he married a woman with two young children, for which we are very grateful. Now, things have changed
“I won’t rest in peace until you share your apartment with your brother.” My brother is just like that. He’s neither here nor there. And now, I have to share my apartment with him.
I always wanted the best for my daughter, hoping she would marry into a wealthy family. But when she chose John, a man with little to his name, I was devastated. I never imagined how our lives would change.
– Who are you trying to protect your fridge from? – From whom, you ask? From my partner! Sometimes I think if there’s ever a food shortage, I’ll be the one starving.
