Husband obsessed with making money leaves her
My husband and I got married immediately after college. I forced him into it. We argued because he said a wife and a possible kid along the way would
My husband and I got married immediately after college. I forced him into it. We argued because he said a wife and a possible kid along the way would
An old dad’s memories before his daughter leaves home.
When my mother planned on marrying someone who we already thought was a gold digger, after the annulment of her marriage to my father, we were proven right.
You’re now at the beginning of the end, while I’m already halfway to the end,” my counselor, a warm and wise old soul told me as we sat across each other. It was a Thursday morning in October when I went to see her for our annual life review.
WASHINGTON — Dante Bucci is a 22-year-old marketing student who lives in one of Washington’s most hip neighborhoods. The New Jersey native is clean cut, well dressed and well spoken.
I was an only child, and my parents couldn’t do enough to spoil me. I was brought to school by a driver and a maid, who stayed with me till I was ready to go home in the evening.
I am an only daughter with three brothers, and it was very traumatic for my family when I got pregnant in high school by a boy from a poor family. They lamented that I threw away my future. I was sent to relatives in the north to give birth.
I was in a toxic relationship with a boyfriend for a little over 15 years. I met him in a party and our chemistry was instant. But, after the passion cooled off, his true colors came out. He was a drunk, womanizer, a creep, such that I prayed every moment to be rid of him. Fifteen years later, my prayers were answered. He fell for another. My wallet and I couldn’t believe we were freed of that monster. From then, it was liberating not to hear 747-sounding snores, or worry about other women giving me STDs.
My husband and I went abroad as United States immigrants right after college. I became an officer in a bank, while he worked for an international organization. Except for our being childless, life was good to us. We lived in a nice part of the city, entertained and traveled a lot. We also had a live-in househelp for decades—a privilege that came with my husband’s job. She was the daughter of the maid of my in-laws’ family in the province, who worked for them for 59 years until she died.
Dear Emily, My 35-year-old daughter is on a downward spiral after her boyfriend of 12 years abandoned her for a new woman he met at work. He was her
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