After an unsuccessful marriage, I hate all men

Little need to tell how she lived with her husband for many years, tried to change it, not knowing by youth and stupidity, that this is impossible. Peeled, smoked grass, cheated. Then swore that he loved. Forgiven, he thought he would change, together in old age we would waste time and nurse our grandchildren. I only deal with my son, my only home is him - he has eternal friends, baths, Fridays, etc. I loved, I thought that everyone had that, a woman should, must, or else she was a bad wife and mother. At the same time I worked, I did my career, I managed everything. He never learned how to do it, he worked there, now and then, they drove out everywhere. Also nothing, I expected that she would grow up, mature, understand.

So many years have passed. Now I already understand, it was necessary to get divorced on time. He not only did not grow in terms of maturity, but began to slide downhill: he was not taken to work, as he had a reputation as a lazy and a truant.

My relative decided to take him to his private company. It was necessary to go to another city - so fate has spread us. But I thought he was still a native person and he was not in a hurry to get divorced, as now it turned out, there are no fools like me, just not to live with him.

Now I want to tell you about how he betrayed me and humiliated me for the last time, when I finally realized what kind of creature (not a person, namely a creature).

It happened that I lost my job, because of the move - my parents got sick, I had to take care of them. I asked him to help financially, just give me some money. Sent by the mat. Child does not give money. It turns out that I need only if I can take it. This is my man. And I'm a natural fool. We were not divorced yet. And now I'm working, my parents are fine, a terrible and terrible period behind me. His eyes opened.

With men after that I could not communicate for a long time. Then she began to thaw out a little and in vain, probably. There were a few acquaintances - all these signs that my husband has, who are looking for "well-groomed", as they like to say, clean, good housewives and that it was pleasant in bed. Look at yourself, I want to say - or drunkards, or penny own think, as much as handles shaking. But they want a woman to have a nut with a nut, and that in the belly of the knee is knee-deep - this is the sign of a peasant!

My last story is dating, which is the only one that ended with sex. So, talked a month, he seemed to me adequate. True, sometimes it slipped that, I supposed, I would never be a henpecked, and neither for that, nor from this. It's okay.

We decided to spend the evening in an adult way, to dine with the continuation. Has driven. On the move he began to get nervous (never were with him, so, strolled). Where are we talking, are we going? Let's just buy and sit at home. I offered the cafe at least, I see, he smokes, he is nervous. I agreed, I think, okay, maybe I planned an evening at home, people are adults, nothing.

As a result, he bought some cheap nonsense, but I do not give the appearance, I'm not capricious. I support morally, so to speak. He liked me in communication, it means everything is fine.

When they came, he threw everything in the kitchen and sat down to watch TV, they say, sort it out. I took everything in jest, laughed, cooked something. Digged in plates, we sit. He says: "You're some kind of passive" - ​​like I'm not even active enough for him! Lazily, this god with a big belly stood up, condescending to kiss. Well, somehow they slept together. Everything happened very quickly, and he fell asleep.

Guys, I implore you, be peasants! To not say too much, describe myself: not a beauty, but everything with me, slender high, well-groomed. They get acquainted often, but here are all the demigods or gods who are looking for a rich servant for a loved one, a resigned beauty who does not need an orgasm. I agree already and without orgasm, well, if you at least read it!