First my husband quietly ran away from home for two years, and then he came back as if nothing had happened. My ex-husband is very surprised that I don't jump to the ceiling with the realization that he decided to come back to me.
He honestly pretends to be a hero who doesn't understand anything and takes offense at everything, and I'm surprised by his impudence and self-confidence. He disappeared for two years, didn't even bother to tell me he decided to leave me, and now he's outraged that I refuse to take him back.
Until my husband disappeared from my life, I had no idea that he had any mental problems. He behaved normally for all four years of our acquaintance, I did not notice any oddities in him, even though we lived together and had difficulties in life.
He reacted quite normally, did not arouse suspicion. Why am I writing now that he did not show any mental problems? Because it is difficult for me to explain his later behavior otherwise. We had been married for two years at that time, and in the three months preceding his departure we did not have even minor domestic conflicts. Love, care, cozy evenings, plans for the summer – everything was there. There was nothing to indicate that he intended to leave. This made things even more confusing.
On the morning of that fateful day, we had breakfast together, went to the bus stop, agreed to cook in the evening and went to our places of work. The day flew by, I returned home and immediately noticed that something was wrong. There were too few shoes and clothes in the hallway. I usually got home before my husband, so I wasn't surprised that he wasn't home. But then I walked around the apartment, looked in the cupboards and realized that his things were gone too. He had taken all my clothes, my console, my charger, even my shower gels. He had cleaned everything that could remind me that a man had once lived here.
He took the tools, game discs, and the computer. The router was also gone. As it turned out later, the internet contract was in my husband's name, and he had closed it. I didn't understand anything. I started calling him – the phone was turned off. I called his mother, but she was no use. She clearly knew something, but she didn't tell me anything, she just complained that I should take care of it myself. I had no idea what was going on. I even thought it was some kind of stupid joke, although my husband had never been caught doing it.
He didn't say a word for a month. Then I found out that he had filed for divorce and I had to come over and sign the papers, which I did. I was already thinking about how to get a divorce. Living with him again was out of the question. And the most interesting thing is that two months after my husband left me, I found out I was pregnant. My cycle broke right away, but I blamed it on stress, it's not every day that men run away from me.
I understood that my husband decided not to do it in one day, because it was too thoughtful, he turned off the internet and took his things, and that doesn't happen in one day. I even went to his mother, but her son wasn't there, and when I asked her questions, she brushed me off, shrugged her shoulders and said she didn't know anything. I decided not to tell her about the pregnancy. Basically, I cut that family out of my life because they were so weird. Divorced? That's great.
My daughter has my maiden name on her birth certificate and a line in place of her father. Pregnancy was a gift from God, I don't know how I would have survived all this if my thoughts weren't focused on my child.
Now the child is two years old, and I'm trying to combine work with motherhood, which is difficult because my mother can't always help me, but we try. The last thing I expected to see on the doorstep was my ex-husband. He came with a bouquet of roses, as if we had broken up yesterday. He stood there and asked me why I didn't invite him in. “I had to think and sort myself out,” my ex-husband said in response to my quiet question. I nodded and closed the door on him. “I don't know what he's up to, since he decided to come here, but I don't care.
Let him go back to the place where he lived perfectly well without us for two years. He doesn't even know about my daughter. And I hope he never finds out. I won't let him into my life a second time.
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