My story is long and never told. I never posted but almost daily ( time permitted) I read MN ...
Not sure how to put everything in writing , pls have a patience with me..
I came in UK 15 yrs ago and studied first two + worked pt when I met my husband.
I was 18 when I came and he was my second BF. I fell in love and after a year we had our first beautiful DD and shortly my second DD followed. I worked all my life. Went to work when my DD was only 3 days old. I HAD to. He stayed without job and we didn't have any other income. I was getting at the time £700 working as a nanny to a very wealthy family ( worked for them another 10 yrs).
My heart was breaking but there was no other choice, until today's day I miss those first months with them... Seeing them, holding them.. I never had PND ( angels guided me) and dh just couldn't get job( stayed without it 2 before dd was due).
I stayed without friends, was paying for everything - rent, bills, food and clothing. When I love I love without limmits and I can give you a world.
But....... Through all that time I never realised that he secluded me from people... I never realised that until NOW .
I don't know what it means meet someone for a tea- he always find a reason to argue and make me feel guilty Pls believe me- 4 days ago in Asda i met a lady that I knew 14 yrs ago and stayed 30 min for a tea... Em when I got home it was hell. Just to mention I stayed without job in nov( last 2.5 yrs worked in OT clinic).
I feel as if I am not living, like I am a ghost of myself, bad version of myself.
My DD are great, good girls ( ups and downs like any other preteens) great in school so on that side I am blessed but what else do I have in my life?
Haven't gone home for 15 yrs (2 hours flight). Only my mum visits us every year and he makes such a spectacle when she is here- the best man ever... I havent seen my 2 brothers 15 years... Because of him... I could scream... The BEST years of my life are GONE. I am now this poor looking , overweight human being.
In schools I speak with mothers , light conversations, I get invited for bp, teas but I always have to decline... I had 14 yrs of complains / arguments when I am coming from work if there is traffic and I am late - where am I , am I f.....g someone, maybe my bosses, security inTesco, drivers... Countless evenings when I was on my home I was praying that there is no traffic. I sometimes look at ladies talking , laughing - can tell they are friend and that they are gossiping.. I can't do that, I forgot what it means going to the shop myself just in case I don't talk to security ... And what broke in me tonight... Is... He spend all rent-due on17-12 on betting...
Can't even write anymore , will be back later on when I am calm and stop crying... Sorry.