Back then, I didn’t fully understand what was going on, and I doubted my husband a lot. This was nearly ten years ago, during my early thirties, not long after we got married. Even before our wedding, he was always a hard worker. I knew life with him might be challenging, but I hoped we’d still have time together. Instead, he was rarely home, and I often felt alone.
Whenever he did come home, I tried to give him peace and let him rest. But inside, my frustration kept building. Over time, I started speaking to him more harshly. I didn’t mean to be that way, but it was like every time I saw him, all the emotions I had bottled up came out. He would try to calm me down, but when he saw I was still upset, he’d shut down and stop responding. I desperately wanted his attention—to feel important even with his busy schedule—but it felt like work always came first.
That feeling of being overlooked consumed me. I couldn’t see things clearly anymore. I lost sight of the man I married and only saw someone who was never there for me. During our arguments, he’d try to reassure me. He promised that soon he’d settle down and take me on…..Read Full Story Here.……………………..
