Dear Valeria, they are the classic submissive woman: I am the one who waits at the table that all the others are used first and never manages to grab the thigh of the chicken, at work I have chosen the dates of the holidays first to colleagues, among my brothers are The one who sacrifices himself when our parents need. Given the premises, what could have happened to me if not to be left by my husband for another? He met her at work years ago. I immediately realized that something had happened but obviously, given my nature, I did not dare to ask more than many questions, I certainly did not “fought” and I let it lived its history. I thought that sooner or later it would end, instead one day my husband left the house and went to live with the other woman. I suffered immensely but I retired to my niche and tried to reconstruct my life in some way. Some holidays with friends, some photography course, many dinners alone. I climbed the slope slowly, with difficulty and with the patience that distinguishes me and that I start living like a condemnation rather than like a value. But somehow I did it. Alone. The fact is that about a year ago my husband has returned home. He also decided this too. With the other woman he is over and he says he made a big mistake by leaving me and going away. I can’t say I don’t see the effort in him to convince myself of what he says. Today it is more attentive, generous, affectionate. He is doing everything to reconstruct our relationship. The problem is that I no longer trust him and his presence often makes me intolerant. I’m afraid not to love him anymore. Or in any case that he was no longer the person who had chosen him many years ago.
Maria Luisa F.
Dear Maria Luisa, Vivaddio! I am really happy for her and for the fact that she no longer recognizes in the woman who many years ago chose that husband to whom he would have been explained that marriage is not a bus. It is true that when it is possible, I always recommend that you adjust instead of breaking, but frankly I too would not be able to take it back to the house.
The great path he made in the lonely period was to evolve more than from a wrong consort, from his surrenderness. He understood that he made it alone and will make it and in fact he feels “another”. I listen to this other Maria Luisa: you don’t go back. In all senses.