Hello! Here is my story (far more boring than others, but nasty enough at times for myself :)) This is the story of a relationship that is about to "swallow itself" and fall apart out of nowhere. Here's how: I'm 24 years old. I currently live in the United States. I came here 2 years ago and also met my friend (32 years old), who has been my husband for about 10 months. At first I can't say that I hated him, but he annoyed me terribly with his arrogant behavior, so I had decided to put him in place, as they say, but later I seemed to find the master or he his - I still can not judge. .. He is terribly liked by women - beautiful, funny, arrogant and terribly cute when he wants to be himself. I am still quite spoiled by male attention and we are the perfect couple according to the others. But for me, the need for side flirtations and constant proof of my feminine charm and ego somehow faded away, while it did not. However, we have experienced many things together during these two years. We also had to be separated for almost half a year, because I am still studying in Bulgaria and I had to take exams. When I returned to the United States, everything was even more awesome than before. I found a person I felt I didn't know before. We were very much in love and decided to get married - just like that, just the two of us. I wasn't quite ready, but he begged me a lot, and I kept refusing and I saw that every time it was harder for him to get out, I couldn't find an excuse ... that's why we did it. I worked a lot then - almost around the clock. He started his own business, but it didn't work out at first, and for a long time I supported both of us. It never bothered me, but I could see that he felt "crushed" and without self-confidence ... the other thing that depressed him was that I was about to have a great profession and he would feel in my shadow in the future. And so, in general, everything went more than well between us, our relationship was filled with passion, happy moments and we felt terribly happy to be together ... During one of our next moves to a new apartment, I found a receipt for a bank transfer of the name. to his ex-girlfriend a few months ago. I knew it was her because he had told me about her in the beginning and how much they loved each other, but they were separated by distances. When I took stock, I remembered that he had asked me for this money, I don't remember under what pretext ... I was very angry, of course - I told him, there was a scandal, then reconciliation ... it turned out that this girl also lives in the United States and had no one to turn to for money ... I didn't like it, but I still couldn't make her forget her past - I'm also friends with some of my ex-friends and I would not refuse them help ... Well, from now on I was more attentive or more suspicious of him and the result was not late. Gradually, in a nutshell, more and more impudent ex-girlfriends began to appear. In general, I have enough self-confidence not to be particularly impressed by such women, if the person next to me does not pay attention to them, but when it started happening too often, I felt more. We quarrel when in my presence he was "drooling" with the so-called "whores who are useless." He didn't want to tell me about his past on any occasion, and I didn't want to rejoice, but I just needed to know what I was dealing with, so as not to be annoyed by things that were past or unnecessary and to spoil our relationship with stupid accusations and doubts ... Then I realized that at the beginning of our relationship he was trying to sleeping with my best friend ... while I was in the next room ... she didn't suspect we were together then (because of the work we kept our relationship a secret at first). 3 months ago I had to return to Bulgaria with the prospect of not seeing each other for about a year at best - I had to finish my last year at Sofia University so as not to lose my rights ... The more time passed it was getting harder as I was about to leave, at least I wasn't experiencing it for the first time. He wouldn't let me show weakness because I depressed him and we had to be strong ... When the evening of the flight came he cried, so did I ... we talked about us and everything and the result was that I refused to board the plane and decided that I could not sacrifice our relationship and would try to combine my two best -important priorities - our marriage and my profession ... I had already left my job and went to work in his business because he needed a person to deal with clients, accounting, to translate from English, etc. Since then, I have the feeling that I live in a little hell. We're together all the time, which I guess kills the thrill between us to some extent. Since we often use the same e-mail and skype, I started to find letters to friends in which he usually tells us about his marriage that he did not know what happened to him when he got married, that he (our marriage) was not valid in BG for happiness, which is absurd !!!, that I'm tired of him already, no matter how attractive I am ... He had started to register in all possible dating sites, which is not a big deal for me if I have to be honest and yet ... At first I didn't give him much impression because we were together all day and I knew he wasn't doing anything behind my back, I thought he was just pretending to be interesting, trying to maintain his old image of a playboy or something ... For a few weeks now he has been avoiding me , to get nervous easily, I got very sick, because we always had a good time when we pay attention. I found out that he started to keep in touch again (mostly on the internet) with his ex-girlfriend (the one with the money). I decided to wait to see how things would turn out, I didn't like to raise unnecessary scandals, and I didn't want to be annoyed that I was reading his correspondence, after all, it's not something I'm proud of ... In general, she sought his attention, upset by others, said she was sorry they had separated and gave him hope, and his words in the last letter about me were: "I'm not hiding her, I just have nothing to tell you about her. I was wrong, I'm tired, I was best with you ...!" I didn't sleep that night and I was trying to realize what had happened. At the same time, his demeanor was in line with his words. The next day I couldn't stand it and asked him for an account ... first I stood as if blown up - he wasn't prepared, and the explanation was that they were so hooked and annoyed, etc. Abe turned things around - that I had no right to interfere in his personal affairs, that I was not jealous, but sick, that I suffocated him, that I myself made him do things to me (well, I personally do obvious things in vain, and not those that are supposed to be confidential and personal ...) that it would continue as long as I don't want to. Honestly, people, I don't repeat all the "shit" (sorry for the expression!) I've heard, the more I knew a lot more than I showed. I went home and I packed my bags. He came back after me. He tried to continue the scandal, but I didn't speak, and when he saw the suitcase he went crazy and started crying, he wouldn't let me out, we talked, he prayed that we were a family, as we dreamed I was the best thing he could. it happened that it was not true, etc. I still didn't sleep at home. I know - it sounds a bit banal, but for a man like mine to cry is ... shocking! The next day we talked again and decided to make mutual compromises - I should not interfere in his personal affairs anymore, and he should stop with the "nonsense". and be more careful with me. It's been a week ... I don't say a word about what happened and I haven't rushed to his personal space, he is also fulfilling his part of the arrangement, I'm sure. But he is already on another wave - to take revenge on me. He flirts with the girls around me, he always annoys me, he hasn't hugged me for centuries, lately we have sex, which is still great, except that the last time he is still drunk ... when we are at work together still not we talk especially, abe life dream we live! The bad thing is that I'm tired already! I'm tired of being "tied in a towel" (because without deception I know that he accepts me as just that, thanks to the sacrifices I made for him, not that it's not my fault to some extent for this in particular)! I'm tired of being tormented by his apathy towards me while the others drink me with their eyes. I'm tired of playing roles - yelling at him and insulting him so that I don't look weaker, and then wanting to cut my tongue; not to talk to him and to behave arrogantly so that he understands that he has affected me and I don't care, to try to keep his interest at a certain distance ... all female numbers! I'm tired of constantly impressing him and always inventing new things so that we are interesting and have fun and enjoy each other. For me, the feelings are not dead - on the contrary, I feel that it is the same for him, but it seems to me that things are starting to go little by little on the inclined plane ... and it hurts me, because with this person I do not it was wanted to be so. And isn't it because of the marriage ?? Ugh, it didn't turn out exactly the way I think and feel this story, but it's more or less the same! I hope I'm not bored ... I don't want you to get the wrong impression - I'm not in the least a "desperate wife", a broken woman looking for a way out and advice or something. It's just that this is my experience in marriage so far and I wanted to share it with you. Here (in the United States) it is very difficult to find an environment, not to mention real friends. I don't have a "soulmate" either - I'm still among the boys, most of whom are friends of my husband, the others are not interested in such things, and the rest ... you can imagine what they want from me ... so there is no whom to share such things. I hope my story will be useful to you, and if anyone has an opinion on the matter, I would be happy to hear it! and one more thing: Hey, boys, get down to Earth and look around who's standing next to you! well this is from me! a broken woman looking for a way out and advice or something. It's just that this is my experience in marriage so far and I wanted to share it with you. Here (in the United States) it's very difficult to find an environment, let alone real friends. I don't have a "soulmate" either - I'm still among the boys, most of whom are friends of my husband, the others are not interested in such things, and the rest ... you can imagine what they want from me ... so there is no whom to share such things. I hope my story will be useful to you, and if anyone has an opinion on the matter, I would be happy to hear it! and one more thing: Hey, boys, get down to Earth and look around who's standing next to you! well this is from me! a broken woman seeking a way out and advice or something. It's just that this is my experience in marriage so far and I wanted to share it with you. Here (in the United States) it is very difficult to find an environment, not to mention real friends. I don't have a "soulmate" either - I'm still among the boys, most of whom are friends of my husband, the others are not interested in such things, and the rest ... you can imagine what they want from me ... so there is no whom to share such things. I hope my story will be useful to you, and if anyone has an opinion on the matter, I would be happy to hear it! and one more thing: Hey, boys, get down to Earth and look around who's standing next to you! well this is from me! not to mention true friends. I don't have a "soulmate" either - I'm still among the boys, most of whom are friends of my husband, the others are not interested in such things, and the rest ... you can imagine what they want from me ... so there is no whom to share such things. I hope my story will be useful to you, and if anyone has an opinion on the matter, I would be happy to hear it! and one more thing: Hey, boys, get down to Earth and look around who's standing next to you! well this is from me! not to mention true friends. I don't have a "soulmate" either - I'm still among the boys, most of whom are friends of my husband, the others are not interested in such things, and the rest ... you can imagine what they want from me ... so there is no whom to share such things. I hope my story will be useful to you, and if anyone has an opinion on the matter, I would be happy to hear it! and one more thing: Hey, boys, get down to Earth and look around who's standing next to you! well this is from me! I would love to hear it! and one more thing: Hey, boys, get down to Earth and look around who's standing next to you! well this is from me! I would love to hear it! and one more thing: Hey, boys, get down to Earth and look around who's standing next to you! well this is from me!
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You look like an intelligent woman. I'm sure you're a nice and "feathered" babe. And you don't need advice. Just do what you have to do until he crushes you. I have no doubt that you will cope with your different life after HIM.