Gent. dr. Knight, I would like to expose my "case" hoping that she will help me to give   unasvolta to my life. I'm married 37 years   three years and have a wonderful child of one year. About five years   ago when I was already fidnzata with my current husband I met a     ragazzo più giovane di me di un anno; tra di noi è scattata subito una     forte passione: ne è nata una storia in cui ho dato tutta me stessa     amando senza riserve, come non avevo mai fatto in vita mia. Da parte     di questo ragazzo c'era un forte attaccamento ma al tempo stesso un     continuo giudicare la mia "dopppia vita". Non comprendeva quanto fosse     difficile affrontare il giudizio di amici e parenti, il mio bisogno di     trovare in lui un sostegno per poter affrontare il mio fidanzato, che     è una delle persone a cui voglio più bene e l'uomo che stimo di più al     mondo. Razionalmente intuivo che questo Boy I would just   suffer, but I could not invalidates out of that history. Between sobs,   insults, separation lasted for months, that relationship went on,   hand in hand with my official history. It was not a situation that tended   me happy, I shut myself in more and more, I felt dirty and unworthy   of my friends. Continunava him to make his life, he would periodically   ovviamnete with someone and I had no right to do   controversy as I had an official boyfriend.   stories were of little consequence, until he began to court a   my friend, best friend (see appropriate) to my husband and I realized that   lost its head. At that point, I have removed all   my strength, I tried to go on. I was next to me with a wonderful man   I was (and am) well, that perhaps he had also   realized that my heart was elsewhere and I had forgiven him.   we went in together and after about a year, during which I had not seen each other  , we decided to get married. Three months before the wedding   has remade him alive, he did review it resurfaces   my feelings ever, stronger and more desperate. He told me ch   and I had never Lost and begged me not to marry.  
   We resumed our relationship, but I do not feel like mel ason   derail the wedding. The wedding day I was beside myself  , I seemed to attend the wedding of another. We r   ivisti after about 15 days and I promised credendci firmly   I Saei separate immediately. I could not live without him. After about a month   his father fell ill with a severe form of cancer.   by then his attitude towards me changed radically:   I could not stand by him as he wanted to be vented and treated me like a little   good. I sense ch ESI is linking to another person   not want to talk to me. His father died;   two days later, while he has to be near him, alibis   of any kind with my husband tells me I'm not the kind of woman   that for him, that his father would not never wanted to own such a   and sent me away, telling me that I stay with my husband.   I did everything to show the seriousness of my intentions and he   has done everything to get away, one day he came to send me a message saying that   Veva just made love with another. I collapsed   the world on him and I decided to tronacre, while showing   diposnibile when he wanted to hear, because it was very bad for the   death of his father. I reconciled with my husband, taking   to have sex with him. I got pregnant and I have taken very   bad, because I wanted a son on the other. He ovviamnete   I said all the colors, but after ten days I wrote that   was in love with another and she was happy. I just wanted   abortion, however the pregnancy has been going well and today   thank heaven for that. I thought about him obsessively and to the fifth    mese lui ha ripreso a scrivermi, eracontraddittorio: da un     lato mi parlava della sua ragazza , senza preoccuparsi di ferirmei,     dall'altro diceva che sarei rimasta il suo unico amore. Gli ho chiesto     di aspettare che nascesse la bambina, di non fare mosse azzardate. Lui     mi ha allontanato di nuovo, è sparito dicendomi che mi odiava. verso     settembre si è rifatto vivo, dicendomi che sarebbe andato a convivere     con questa ragazza, di cui ad oggi non so ancora il nome,     rinfacciandomi continuamente quanto fosse bella e soprattutto giovane     (12 anni meno di lui) e soprattutto dicendomi che non era mai stato     so well with a woman. From time to time I send messages, always   more contradictory until just before entering the delivery room   I wrote that I thought. Then all of a sudden I noticed that   started to treat me like a stranger, friend whatever.   I realized that I was still feeling very strong and   I told him, asking to leave me alone. But he ignored my request  ; goes away if I'm looking for, but if you shoot me  
   look like a madman. Currently we write dozens   dozens of messages a day, I try to be friend of the drawee,   but my heart beats fast for him. What can I do?  
  
 
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