I got married to this woman in 2018. We spent 7 years together — but not once did she get pregnant. Not even a miscarriage.
I'm now 41. I’ve done well for myself, but what is success without a child to call your own? I’ve always dreamed of having my children early so I could be a present father.
My mother begged me to take a second wife. After thinking long and hard, I decided to discuss it with my wife. I expected her to understand — especially after 7 years of waiting — but she refused.
I kept pressing it, but she said no. She insisted on “praying and trusting God.” I respected that at first. But slowly, I lost hope. I felt like I was wasting away.
Finally, I filed for divorce. She cried, begged, but I was done. I needed to move on. Now here’s where the real pain starts:
Less than a year after the divorce, she’s pregnant — 3 months gone — for another man. That means she wasn’t barren after all. And it makes me wonder: was she ever faithful to me?
I spent millions on her and her family. I changed her life — only to be humiliated in return. I feel used, betrayed, mocked.
Now I believe poverty truly humbles some people until they find someone else to exploit. I don’t know what to believe anymore.
Please, I just want to understand: Was I wrong for leaving? Or was I simply never enough?
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