I never thought I would one day say this out loud, but my marriage was slowly breaking me inside. From the outside, people thought we were the perfect couple.
My husband was hardworking, respectful, and provided for our family. We had two beautiful children and a comfortable home. But behind closed doors, I was suffering in silence.
For many years, I tried to convince myself that everything was normal. I told myself that not every marriage is perfect. I believed love was more important than happiness. But deep inside, I felt empty.
My husband no longer touched me with affection. He avoided intimacy, and whenever I tried to talk about it, he would change the topic or get angry.…CONTINUE READING