Now I will tell you my story. When I was 20 I met a boy I fell in love with and we soon got married. A year later, our son was born. Everything was fine until he started drinking. He drank and beat me. Then, when he sobered up, he told me how much he loved me, how he could not live without me, etc. And I always forgave until the next time. This January I decided to go abroad to work, to separate from everything. I just wanted to start a new life. I worked as a bartender. I met a lot of men, talked to a lot and believe me I was more and more disappointed. Until one night a man entered the bar. He was strangely different from all the drunks I worked with. The first question I asked him when he ordered was 'What are you doing here' We talked about all sorts of things all night, and he told me he was from Switzerland and on vacation. After work he sent me to my quarters. I invited him, drank tea and kept talking. It was almost 6 in the morning when he left and hugged me at the door and said, "Be my friend." The next day he sent me flowers. And so began coffee meetings, walks, conversations. Until one night I decided I wanted to be with him. We had amazing sex. It all lasted very little. We almost didn't have time to get to know each other, because his vacation was over and he had to go home. Last night he told me he didn't know how, but he fell in love with me. The problem is that I too. For 10 years I lived in hell with beatings and fear, and now I met a man who treated me like a princess. But ... it didn't end there. We continued with text messages, photos, phone calls. We kept saying how much we loved each other, but I couldn't do it anymore. I hadn't told him that I am married, that I have a child. And one day I wrote him an email telling him my whole life. I wrote him that I had been waiting for only one word from him all along and that I was ready to divorce. In response to my letter, I received that he loves me endlessly, but since the age of 4 he has a girlfriend with whom he lives. That when he met me they were separated, but a month after he came back and gave a second chance, etc. I can't describe to you how I feel. I feel like screaming, pulling my hair out of grief. I love him like crazy. I can't think of anything else just for him and because I'm an honest person I told him everything. I told him how I felt, and that it didn't matter to me that he had a girlfriend. I returned to Bulgaria. My husband treats me like never before. He doesn't drink anymore, there are no scandals, but people don't have love. He killed her a long time ago. I know I have no future with my Swiss, but I can't stop loving him. This is my true love. The one that occurs once in a lifetime. I want to fight for him, but I can't because I'm very far away. Every day I prove to him how much I love him. I even dedicated verses to him. He is wonderful. He keeps writing me how much he misses me, how he thinks of me, how no one has made him feel as special as I do, but nothing. I'm starting to despair. I don't know if I should just stop writing to him and leave everything to fate or continue. I am not a small child. I am a mature woman of 31 years old, and I fell in love as a kid. And on top of that, my husband feels that I no longer love him and suffers. I see this and am further annoyed. Maybe some of you will reproach me. They will say I don't know what I want, but believe me I know very well. I want my Swiss. I'm not looking for advice, because I can't consult myself. I just need to share and be relieved, because all my life I've been alone and there was no one to talk to. God bless you all
1 jun_shison0305 answered
I think one of the most painful things is to have love that has obstacles and it can't thrive. In this case, it turns into hellish torture ... think ... can you separate them ... go to him ...