Ladies Help!

The Story

Thanks to everyone who will read my story! Thank you for your attention and advice! I am writing for the first time on the site, but I have read a lot of stories here. Later in your story you will find out why I came here. I am a 40-year-old man from a big regional city. I was left without one of my parents early and I had to forget about my childhood. I was looking for a job and I didn't have to worry about getting paid. I contributed money to the family budget and I was satisfied. I also found time for friends, but most of the time I worked late. They went out to bars, discos, etc. and I stayed at home or at work. I later discovered my strong attraction to women. Today so. Tomorrow so. And at one point, I started looking for strong attention and attraction to the one who showed that she was interested in me. That's right. Butterflies in the stomach, a great desire for intimacy and so on to this day! I started having sex at the age of 17. The moment I went to bed with a girl / woman /, I closed my eyes to the others and looked only at her. Our relationship lasted on average about a year. I ran after them and did everything that would bring them predisposition, comfort and pleasant moments. I fell in love quite easily and when our relationship ended for months I could not kill my thoughts about her. One, two - ten, and always went the same way. I stayed at one job. A year later there appeared the daughter of the bosses. In an instant I swallowed my grammar and language. After a year of coincidence, their daughter started coming to her parents almost every day. She started paying more attention to me, while at one point we were looking to share the things of the day. friendship between a man and a woman. I was looking forward to seeing you and talking. Judging by her demeanor, she didn't feel what was boiling inside me. I fell in love to such an extent that I woke up at night to dream about her. And so for 3-4 years, until I realized that I was just a "girlfriend" "and. I got into absurd relationships just to stop thinking about her. I jumped into my biggest nightmare! it so happened that I met a woman who was in another larger city 300 km away.

She had a two-month-old baby. I don't know why I let myself fall in love with her. Why did I ignore the kilometers, the situation and her eternally absent friend. To this day I am SORRY that I made this mistake! It so happened that my "girlfriend" was also in this city on her business. I don't know why I called her. I don't know if I made her jealous. When she heard the story and why I was in this city, she stared in astonishment. She asked me several times if I knew what I was doing. I know! I'm a freak! Judge me. But I needed a woman. That was the arrangement. Nothing more. You can't understand the stories and advice they give you until you experience it. And in reality I longed for my girlfriend. I couldn't even be with this woman who invited to bed. My girlfriend and I went to our hometown. We sat together on the bus. Calm down and hugged me. For two hours until the bus stopped to rest, she slept in my arms. I admired her face! On her hands and! Her hair was in my face and I inhaled her scent! Even when she woke up and kissed me on the cheek, I did not dare to say anything to her. I completely refused to pursue her and sigh after her. I was called again in this city. I forgot and shook everything. We spent two unforgettable days. I knew I shouldn't slap myself, but I didn't know how serious things could get. For a whole year I ran to this city just to be with this woman and the child. We fell madly in love! We talked constantly on the phone and Skype. I wanted her only for myself. I had become incredibly nervous and I just needed a reason to explode.

My friend sensed this and forced me to tell her everything. Together we started looking for a way out or a solution. Until he told me: Propose marriage. And miracles! I was ready. On the recommendation of my friend, we chose a ring and a huge plush toy. I sewed the ring in it and got in the car for the trip. It was the beginning of February and I brought the gifts in them. She was happy. Later I returned to my city. and on February 14 I waited for the moment when she would sit in front of the camera and make her tear the toy. I also got a huge heartbeat and barely reached validol. With great difficulty I made her cut the cloth and took out the ring. He cried. He turned off the camera. I couldn't find her for three days. Finally we met on Skype and accepted. Move to my city with the child. Every day I regretted that we took this step! I separated two people who loved each other! I separated the father from my child! I still hate myself for that! I can't forget it for 10 years now! We went to my hometown twice a month. I couldn't make that much. My refusals started. We broke up. A week later we were together again. And all over this time, I could barely stand it. I roared like a child about her! I had an incredible breakdown. After the 4th such separation, I woke up and realized that we had to stop this absurdity. We separated and I stopped living for about a month. I got into a terribly deep depression. I knew I was wrong! And after 6-7 months I stepped again on your feet.

I realized that as innocent as our friendship with my girlfriend may seem, we made a mistake in which a lot of people were hurt. I hated her for it! I started insulting her and behaving badly with her. I did my best to make her move away from me. And she caught one 10 years older than her, who I don't know where they let him go from! Modest and quiet uncle! I don't know why, stubborn or something, but I also got in touch with a woman 13 years older than me. I distanced myself from everything. I stopped absolutely everything . No meetings. No friends. Nothing! I wanted to end my current life by measuring opportunities and comparing with others. I gave myself completely to this poop. We lived together for about two years. I don't remember a day or a moment when we quarreled over something.

Everything went like a wonderful fairy tale. Since then I have changed radically. I only watched her. After a while I started to feel anxious. For no reason, I had an inner feeling, that something will happen. This feeling did not leave my head for a month. And one day we were sitting on a bench in the park. Overwhelmed by this feeling, I radiated anxiety. She was also worried when she saw me like that. I looked up from the ground, ready to explain that I didn't know what was bothering me. And my gaze settled on a mother holding her child to teach him to walk. My eyes instantly filled with tears and my chest tightened. I fell silent and tried to hide. She obviously noticed because two days later she reminded me of the incident. Pleasant coexistence and peace were disturbed! We both looked down at the ground. And one day she made me sit across from her and told me that she could no longer have children. She saw and knew why I was ruined. Through tears, we both decided to separate so that at least one of us can be happy. I was already 33 years old. My thought of my own child did not give me peace. I got to the point where I considered the option of paying as much as a woman wanted to give birth to my child. I was crazy! I blamed myself for my damn life!

I hated what I was! I was desperately looking for a woman with which to create a family and a child. The moment I almost gave up, SHE appeared! That's right SHE. Wife of 33. Alone. No children or a relationship. And he caught up with me. I had turned off all senses of caution. We liked each other and started going out. And the bomb was ticking in my head. I couldn't stand it. And on the 6th month of our relationship, I told her what I wanted. I took off my protection and everything. I also said that this is exactly what I was looking for and if she did not agree, to separate in time so as not to waste time. After 3-4 months she became pregnant. I was in the eighth heaven of happiness until she showed her true nature. She became irritable, irritable. He was constantly finding something to make a scandal of.

I gritted my teeth and was silent. I thought it was a temporary condition because of the hormones. Well, it wasn't! It got even scarier! Shouts, screams, scandals from morning till night. I kept enduring. My nerves were broken by this. I gritted my teeth and was silent, hoping to stop it. It got even worse. She jumped into battle. God and black magic entered her head! I was told absurd things! From scandals and quarrels the child is stressed! He is already 6 years old and behaves like a 2 year old. We visited all sorts of psychologists, fortune tellers, magicians and doctors. In 80 percent of them, the words were just that. Stress from the mother. With these conclusions, she erupted and insulted the order. The doctors saw each other in a miracle. No one could give her intelligence or advice. According to her, she was infallible. I was silent, clenching my teeth just so we wouldn't argue in front of the child. I started running away from the room so that we wouldn't argue. For several years I've been thinking about a court case to take away her rights and the right to see him. I'm not so mean! How will this child survive to separate him even from his sick mother ?! I stopped hoping for better!

She started running away with the child to her mother. I still can't get used to the idea of ​​being away from my son. Because of these torments and nerves, I started to repel people around me. Almost 7 years I did not know what attention and understanding were. Not to mention that for 6 years I forgot what the taste and touch of a woman's body is! From scandals and headaches, I couldn't even think about a woman's attention. Her visits became more frequent with her mother. I heard the child laughing and rejoicing in the yard. The price, if I may say so for his laughter, is my misfortune, I am ready to pay it! For years I have been praying to the fictional God and the Devil to take my soul at the expense of his happiness and good health. Even if one of you asks me for this price, just to fix the child, I will pay it in an instant! Now I stand alone, here on this site. I am writing to someone to pour out my pain and my chest tightens me to the point of breathing difficult. Many times I thought about how to stop this pain. But I always found the strength to stand up and continue for the sake of my child. And at one point fate appeared! I don't know if I should interpret it that way, but it appeared with force and a high middle finger! I jokingly created a profile on one of the dating sites that are recommended here. I stared at a woman 4 years older than me. In a nearby town. I have seen many women and I have not stared as long as with my girlfriend. WONDERFUL WOMAN!

I also wrote it while staring at the photo and it answered me. We got into a normal conversation. After 20 minutes he asked me to continue on another site. He went on vacation and wrote what, how and where. Apparently my mood rose. I started feverishly to I'm waiting for her message. And at one point she dropped the bomb I hated! "We are friends, aren't we?" I knew it was normal. We just talked for two days with messages. But the catchphrase sent me back in time to my girlfriend. That's why I started telling my life so far away. We kept writing to each other. I found out about her for two weeks that she was alone. She has a big son in another country and several unsuccessful relationships. She wanted to continue like this. I had not seen or talked to such a beautiful woman for years. She underestimated my compliments. She insulted me with ugly words. And I began to feel a great desire to be closer to her. She sent me pictures. We joked. My feelings for her began to get more serious. I began to fall asleep thinking about her. I woke up thinking about her. I even dreamed of her once. Gradually a feeling arose in me that I could not be myself if I did not touch. with her even with messages.

I do not stop thinking about her. From time to time the image of my son appears in my mind and I lose heart again. I do not know how much I would endure mentally with these feelings! That's why my story is so long and I'm sorry if anyone hires to read it. Insult me. Judge me. I am not the only one who has such a life. There is no one to ask for advice. There is no one to pour my pain on! I dream of experiencing happiness again if I want to and for the last time in my life! I know that it is not right to have such feelings for a beautiful woman who speaks freely to me. I rarely meet such a person. I want to get out of this life of an unfortunate person. Even if I left the city, I would do it for her. There is such a possibility that our characters do not match and I make a mistake again. But I want this experience! I want to make this mistake one last time! That's what I'm writing about here. I want your advice so I know what to do. I am sorry for the volume of the topic, but this is the best way to understand what kind of person I am and how much misery I have experienced. Thanks for your attention and answers! I want to make this mistake one last time! That's what I'm writing about here. I want your advice so I know what to do. I am sorry for the volume of the topic, but this is the best way to understand what kind of person I am and how much misery I have experienced. Thanks for your attention and answers! I want to make this mistake one last time! That's what I'm writing about here.

I want your advice so I know what to do. I am sorry for the volume of the topic, but this is the best way to understand what kind of person I am and how much misery I have experienced. Thanks for your attention and answers!

Last Updated
August 05, 2020
Author:
anonym112211

Comments