I can’t compete with the women that didn’t give birth of your child - 2x. That were not working to pay the bills, cook for your families, looking after, teaching your child, feeding your bed needs still. Those that have plenty of time to workout, do their nails, do their boobs, using filter or plen

Asking me to stay to create a fake family for the kids, but actually to protect him. To protect the family image. Nobody is protecting me. Now, everyone thinks that we are already fine. But his behaviour is actually the opposite of trying to repair the marriage. He has completely detached. No on

This very same bed. No mother would ever think of changing.

Deep down, I am already know that it is over. It was never about my skin colour, my body, or whether I looked different from the women that he was attracted to. It was never because I did not try hard enough, help enough, understand enough, or give enough of myself - for everyone. I gave what

You’re not - not ruining people’s life just because you in the office 5 days and 1 day in someone’s bed. Not by 30 days , 1 day in someone’s pussy. One time is enough to ruin. It only takes one choice to break trust, one lie to change everything, and one moment to leave scars that last a

We had dinner for 2 nights. Surprisingly was sweeter than candle light dinners. He drank beers with me for each occasion. Probably I was romanticizing the I wish it could be us forever. But I know, it just couldn’t be anymore. And to sleep separately again. After trying for 10 months, is just

And some people just don’t understand and using the children as the pawns. That I am breaking them apart if I bring them with me.

One never get enough time to grieve A love that lived for seven years. When you love too much When you love hard and gave every piece of yourself no amount of time will ever feel enough.

A few days after the final chance was burned, I was disappointed to learn the truth. I was devastated, but at the same time, deep down, I already knew he wouldn’t make it. Right now, it feels like my love is on its deathbed. Reminiscing about the good memories until the fire finally goes o

Every sleepless night, my mind won’t stop asking. Trying to find the justification why whatever I have done right still couldn’t be his reason to feel, change and love? Couldn’t stop trying to think like him. I kept searching for the key, hoping that if I could understand him, maybe things would

Same timing, but doing different things. why we women are expected to do everything while the men only do the bare minimum (also still need to keep asking). Like we work, we paid the bill, we cook, look after the kids, and just wished to be loved the way we need to - kiss, hugs, walks, date, no nee