Last night in a room for friends to see an article she published in the journal entitled love their children to be properly looked after ... ... filled with emotion, I do not know what kind of words to describe my feelings now, the heart is really good sore. now the most worried about is my poor daughter! mother Your love will never change. from small to large with a great mom you are, watching you grow up day by day innocent and cute look, my mother really did not want to hurt you that young heart, love and the face of this helplessness dead marriage, is not hard to your mother should live to go make do with it? but I tried, patience be patient, contradictions often swallowed my heart.
; the death of marriage without love how painful it is ah! day you do not want to face the face of a person suffering the kind of mental torture, as sentenced to painful life imprisonment, life without hope, but had to live, I try hard to make do, but now I simply can not do that, soaked in a splitting headache every day, life becomes a noisy and disorderly, you want to escape but had to face the wearer, This road is long and the night is like, but it is thousands of miles of road in front of what kind of difficulties, this life is really tired, both physically and mentally killing me burning ... ... When is the head ah! miss free Desiring. this thing, and today, and my mother had a heated argument, she said: Since the child was born to an obligation to support her adult life for the children to go on ... then sorry ... you have to want to divorce me You would not recognize her, so angry I can not tell you the stubborn one sentence, how do you know your daughter's pain is not it? ever want for our children insisted on hard, but this is also forced ah! who do not want to A Harmony of live and live it? who do not want to have a happy marriage? have also imagined, and was indifferent to him over a lifetime ... ... holding hands all the way to the old.
can His behavior was too let me down, I have completely lost hope for him, he is addicted to gambling, gambling is not often that he borrowed money to my mother take it that the results of gambling business to lose a mess, but also quick to foul language and a large scolded in a bad mood hit me vent, I remember one time he came back at midnight gambling, I fell asleep do not know when he Mengen I did not hear, after I heard the door give him up, he was just waiting outside five minutes to play without any explanation of blood flow out of my nose, so that beatings do not know how many times happened, my heart was broken he was, many many times, for our children for this family, I have repeatedly Ren Ren tolerance.
also had divorce court, the court's decision can I not justified, the contractor allowed to divorce in the family and relatives of persuasion, but also his guaranteed not to be repeated under the sake of the children's sake, I tried hard to accept him, forgive him, cracks in my heart forever wiped away, the mind can not open the knot ... ... He and I are two different the world's people, not personalities melt together, live together even if reluctantly, old wounds can not avoid new injury, will also noisy, if not noisy, the kind of silent indifference, he will continue stifling .- gambling, bad habits do not change often came back middle of the night, in the boredom, I use the Internet to pass this tough time, nothing more than to see friends like the space, appreciate other people's articles, play games and the like, but he now With this excuse, that I do nothing and told my mother.
have thought good to communicate with him, but he was one: divorce you'll never, I will not you have a better life, in this five-year marriage fight physically and mentally exhausted, I was really, and when to release? I really want to collapse, while innocent children, while there is no love has been marriage, death, and on the surrounding pressure and Hing, I go from here? I tired very hard for the better life, so go crazy one day will become, and if can become like a madman, I will not so painful, so helpless, your heart a mess, do not know how to write down.
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