Get To Know Who You Are With Before Marriage
Oct 15 '00
In 1994, I got married. I thought I was doing the right thing, considering I loved this man very much. The problem?, you might ask. Well, on July 9 2000 we separated. Why? Well... that's a long story. Let me try and make it short.
We really did not know each other when we got married. We had been together exactly six months when we married. Besides, this guy wasn't exactly the best thing for me either.
The only thing I can do is tell you my side of the story. There are always three sides to a story (yours, the other person's, and the truth). Let me tell you my side.
This guy I met working in a local cafeteria. He just recently moved here from Florida. He had no transportation, hardly any clothes on his back, and barely had any money. But, I seen something inside him. Something he lost after the ring was put on his finger, mostly. A few months after we started seeing each other, he was loosing his place to stay. Therefore, I begged my parents for him to move in. They allowed it for my sake because by that time we were engaged. He lived with us rent free and he did not have to pay for any food. Oh, he also cheated on me before we got married (I should not have married him for that reason).
I, being young and too trusting, married this guy. Who already started to use me tremendously. I had his motorcycle repaired, which was in three separated pieces, by using one of my credit cards. The repairs were over $3000. He promised to pay this back but he never did. He begged me to buy expensive things for him using my credit cards, including taking him out to expensive restaurants. I did all of this like an idiot.
He started to talk down to me like I was a piece of trash. He always compared me to his father and complained his father never did anything for him. He was getting power over me like crazy. He hardly ever wanted to visit my family but we never missed visiting his. His family, he always said, did not like how smothering I was to him. But, they lived in Florida and never seen what he did to me.
Over the past six years, he got fired from a job, spent bill money on buying "weed", cheated on me (once with his best friend's girlfriend), mentally abused me, took me for granted, and etc. But, I was always the "bad guy".
I hated being treated like that by him and being told how much his family hated me. I did a lot for this guy. Did he ever thank me? No. Did his family? No. If it was not for me, he would have been living on the streets in 1993. He would have never became a nursing assistant. He would have never met the woman he left me for, either. Why? Because they met at work.
I gave him lots of love and support for six years, even though I was depressed over his actions.
So my suggestion on marriage is, take the time to know what you are marrying before you do it.
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