When I married my husband, I thought our love would last forever. In the beginning, everything was perfect. We spent every evening together, laughing, sharing stories, and planning our future. But after a few years, something changed. He started spending more and more time out with his friends, coming home late, and sometimes not at all. The man who once couldn’t stand to be away from me now preferred the noise of the bar to the comfort of our home.
At first, I blamed myself. I thought maybe I wasn’t exciting enough, maybe I had become too predictable. Every night, I waited for him with food ready and hope in my heart. But the more I tried, the more distant he became. He would come home smelling of alcohol, barely say a word, and fall asleep without even looking at me. I felt invisible, unwanted, and broken. My heart ached every time I saw couples walking hand in hand, smiling, and enjoying life together.…CONTINUE READING
