I never thought my marriage would come to this—countless calls, endless excuses, and the slow unraveling of trust. Every time my husband said he was at his mother’s house, something inside me cracked a little more. It all built up to the night I finally broke, and gave him the ultimatum that changed everything.
Every time a relative has an issue, my partner is the one they call. It feels like there’s never any time left for our relationship.
Numerous TV shows tell stories of unhappy children, unwanted by their parents. These are tales that leave few indifferent. I always actively participated in such programs whenever possible—calling in and donating money to support orphans and foster homes. At work, my colleagues and I discussed these issues and regularly visited foster homes, bringing gifts for the children. Together with
I met my future boyfriend by chance one day while I was taking the subway home from work. Jake offered me his seat, and I was thrilled. Little did I know, this encounter would lead to a complicated and painful chapter in my life.
