I don’t talk about this often...

We were classmates. At school we could not stand each other. After graduation he started taking care of me, buying little sweet things, and I helped him with his classes📖 It was stupid and cute💫 We moved in. We got married. A year later our kid was born👶

For a long time it looked like a normal family. Two jobs. Kid. Stability.

Then I saw transfers from his card. Big ones. To a card I did not know. That is how I found out about the other woman. He left. He does not even contact his son.

20 years in that marriage. He was cheating for more than a year. I have been divorced 4 years, and I still catch myself checking if a kind message is a trick.

I want warmth. I am also scared of it. Both things can be true at 45.

So when you write me something gentle in DMs, it is not “just chat” for me. It is the first place in a long time where a man talks to me and does not disappear the next morning.

I am not asking you to save me. I am asking you to remember there is a real woman behind this page.

If your chest is heavy too - write. I will not make it weird 🤍