I divorced my first wife about three years ago.
Everything went surprisingly peacefully, we calmly divided our assets, we agreed on how I would spend time with the children and how I would help them. But even so, after my divorce, I didn't get into a new relationship for a long time.
It wasn't until recently that I realized I was tired of being alone and was ready to try again to meet someone. At first, I thought she was just perfect.
Lidka is five years younger than me and looks great for her thirty-nine years. She has also been divorced for a long time, and her daughter is an adult and studies in another city. Our first dates went great. We talked easily and freely about various topics, as if we had known each other for a hundred years.
I also really liked that Lidka was very feminine and delicate. This is something that is not often found in adult women. Gradually we started to get closer to each other and we cared more and more.
I saw that Lidka liked me too. I even started to think that I had met the woman I had dreamed of all these years. And then I started to notice strange things in my beloved's behavior. For example, one day we were sitting at my house and Lidka saw a small spider running around the table. “Aaa!” she screamed like crazy, “Get it away from me!”.
She jumped on the chair and screamed like crazy until I caught the poor spider in a napkin and threw it out the window.
-Why didn't you kill it? – she screamed. – And if you come back?
-You won't come back — I replied. – And why are you so afraid of it? It's just a little spider.
-I've been afraid of them since childhood — she confessed.
-I thought, 'Well, we all have our phobias, it's no big deal,' but the weirdness didn't end there. One day we went to the shopping center and Lidka suddenly wanted me to buy a large chocolate cake with cream. It was quite expensive, but that's okay.
-We can't eat the whole thing ourselves — I laughed.
-Please, please, buy this cake! – Suddenly she started shouting like a little girl: “Buy it, buy it, buy it, buy it!”
It wasn't even about the request itself, but about the strange way it all looked. A grown and seemingly proper woman started behaving like a little girl. I didn't understand it at all, I offered to buy us a cake. She agreed, and then the whole way home she didn't say a word to me, her back turned to the window. In short, she behaved like a child, and the more time we spent together, the more often she showed similar behavior.
Apparently, when we started talking, she was still somehow in control of herself. Either I hadn't noticed it, or I had taken it for charming femininity. But then she really stopped being a grown woman and became a girl who needed adult care.
-What are you having for dinner? – I asked her once.
-I don't know – she sighed.
-Well, if you don't care, I'll make chicken and potatoes – I've decided.
-It doesn't matter! – Lidka said, offended. – Actually, I said I didn't know.
-Okay – I nodded, even though I didn't understand
-So what will you do if you don't want the chicken?
-I said I didn't know – she replied. We almost argued, but I made the chicken as I planned. After a while, I decided to talk to Lidka.
-Why do you like acting like a little girl? – I asked -It's like you want to argue with me on purpose. And sometimes, on the contrary, you pretend that you don't want to decide anything and that I have to do it for you.
-What's wrong with that? – she said, offended. – I thought you were a real man and I wanted to lean on your shoulder to be sure that you would help me in my time of need.
-I don't mind being a weak woman sometimes – I said – but not all the time.
Lidka didn't seem to hear me. I'm tired of her whims and tantrums. I want a partner by my side, not a child. But I don't know how to tell her that.
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