Maria is a 55-year-old woman who believed she would grow old alongside the father of her children. However, life had other plans for her. Everything was going so well, the children were settled in their own homes, but her husband chose to leave her without any warning, for a mistress who was the same age as their daughter!
Abandoned by her husband for a mistress the age of their daughter
“I had a happy marriage. My husband behaved exemplary, he was attentive…
Our children finished school, got married, and we were planning to relive the romance of our youth. We wanted to build a little house in the mountains where we could retreat in our old age.
One day, two years ago, while we were watching television, my husband said he wanted to talk. I had no idea he was going to give me such bad news.
He calmly told me that he was in love. Just as calmly, he explained how his relationship had been going on for some time, that the girl was a student, and that he wanted to move in with her,” writes Maria, the woman abandoned by her husband for a mistress.
Thank goodness I was comfortably seated in the armchair. I didn’t even have the strength to ask for further explanations, to reproach him, or to ask questions. I could only stammer through tears: “Okay, but what about me?”
Right from the next day, he packed his bags and left. I was tormented, but I couldn’t blame the young woman who had taken his mind. The only regret was that I hadn’t sensed his change and I reproached myself for letting him go. Shortly after, I received the divorce papers.
I suffered immensely. The children accused me of letting him escape so easily.
But I told myself that it was pointless to fight for him.
I knew he would regret his decision at some point. And I started a new life.
I didn’t want to find someone else to fill the void in my heart, but peace. I went on trips, made new acquaintances, and strengthened ties with old friends. I actually felt very good without him.
After a long period during which no one heard anything from him, my husband returned home, remorseful. I felt pity for him. He looked bad and was sick. He wanted us to reconcile.
Only then did I feel that he was hurting me, that he saw me as a “bad weather cloak,” and I realized how much he had made me suffer. With a smile on my face and the same calm with which he had told me he was in love, I invited him to leave my house.
I told him that his place was with the girl he loved so much and for whom he had left his family without explanations.
Now he is no longer with her, lives alone, and is still trying to reconcile through the children. However, I am focused on my life, savoring every moment spent with my grandchildren, and even though I have a dear friend, I would not marry again for anything in the world.
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