To tell you what I feel and what it really meant, it would not be enough for all winter nights. Maybe because he does not know yet. I do not know how much I have to say, but I'm sorry for my daughter's wonderful father. For the excellent husband, dedicated to me and to the rich man.
I graduated from university, while my husband managed to finish only high school and then the economic conditions forced him to leave the country.
At that time, when we did not have anything together, I remember that it stirred me a lot. For years, I did not give up and why I refused. I also recall how my brother's ignorant mentality had influenced me, thinking that the first person to whom I would have to come home with me.
So I missed a lot of chances to experience a real connection, a relationship where I could know him and me.
I was so psychologically loaded that I decided to tell YES to the man who for some years did not give up on me. According to him, because I had loved him a little.
But I, today, find myself in a country in Europe, away from my family, my old friends and the active life I had then. Today I expect to spend the morning and come out as soon as possible. No motive for life, except for that, my daughter. She not only beautified my life but changed me as a man.
Often, I find myself silently questioning why I did this? I sacrificed a lot of time to be educated and in the end I can not work. It hurts to see the one coming home with cracked cracks. Did I deserve it? I know you will call me selfish or iniquitous, because I have a good man in my arms, but ... Do not misunderstand me. I may look selfish, with what I'm going to say now.
Sometimes, school or office work did not matter to me when it came to heart man. Today, I think differently. I have a lot of dilemmas in my head and the foremost is whether I have to leave it or ...? What if he leaves what he has? My daughter why should she grow up without her father? And if I quit, can I find a man dressed in perfumed, but at the same time with a pure heart ?
Another story you can read is: I'm sorry for you, who came back to my inevitable anxiety
