I got married out of love. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/2a532d/620x0/1/0/2025/03/31/ihyirn9kxj2qnmv70mxiftuxuic99ys17ics.jpg" alt = "old lady @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (85.85.85.1)" > < p > or at least then I believed in it. Adam was tender, caring, he could make me laugh at the worst moment. He had only one disadvantage & ndash; He was the son of his mother.

< p > At the beginning I thought it was good. That since he is so attached to his mother, he will treat me with tenderness and respect. But I quickly realized that his mother would not give him to anyone. Even a wife. Even for children.

< P > When I gave birth to the first child, Adam after a week was & oacute; he took up work and dealt with important projects' I was hoping that my mother -in -law & ndash; Grandma after all! & ndash; will help. That sometimes he stays with his grandson, he would give me a moment, for a shower, for breath.

< p > but she just shook her head.

< P >& ndash; I have already raised my children. You are now a mother, it's your duties.

< p > did not help. She didn't come. And when she appeared, it's just to evaluate me.

< p > & ndash; You don't keep your child. I get sick again ? maybe you feed badly ?< br /> & ndash; M & oacute; j Adam never had such a problem. I was a better mother.

< p > I listened to it with clenched teeth. Because I wanted to have a family. I wanted the children to have a grandfather & oacute; in that Adam would not be between me and her. But he … never stood on my side.

< p > & ndash; She just like this M & Amp; Oacute; Wi. Don't worry. & ndash; he threw, glancing at the phone.

< p > A second child was born. I was tired, unavoidable, neglected. The mother -in -law of the Oacutene; in it helped them even once. But she still had time and strength to get to others, what a bad mother of me. That children run around the house like savages. That I have a mess. That I can't take care of my husband.

< p > and I ? I cooked, cleaned, wore children with fever on my hands, and in the evening I heard:

< p > & ndash; And what kind of wife you are ? there is no dinner again ?

< p > I don't know when I stopped feeling like a human. I stopped m & oacute; ask, explain. Because who celebrated the truth ?

< p > and then I looked at Adam. On his indifference. For lack of commitment. On how he escapes to her mother at every opportunity. And I thought: maybe she didn't want to raise my children, but she didn't raise her son either. At least not a man.

< p >< br />< Strong > See, as we wrote about in recent days: Will Danusi from “Sanatorium of Love” manage to find love. The program fans support her and Adam

Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116