I’m twenty-nine years old. Maybe I’m the most naive woman in the world, because until recently I thought everything in my family was just fine. And I couldn’t have been more wrong.

I am twenty-nine years old. Perhaps Im the most naive woman in the world, because up until recently, I truly believed that everything in my family was just fine. I was so wrong in my choice My husband turned out to be both a traitor and a selfish man. I still cant believe hes done this to me.
Weve known each other for ten years, and weve been married for six. His name is Stephen, incredibly attentive and caringor so I thought. He took care of me and the children, made sure we always had what we needed. We have two kids: a son and a daughter. With my help, Stephen was able to start his own business, and it was quite successful, bringing in a good income.
I worked as a sales assistant, and recently I opened my own online clothing shop. So, when my daughters at nursery and my sons having a nap, I work and earn a bit myself.
I always weighed around eight and a half stone. After my second child was born, I gained a further three stone. At first, I hoped running around after two children would help me shed the weight, but things arent always as simple as they seem. I was determined to slim down: I ate properly, exercised, drank plenty of water and cut out bread and cakes. But my weight just wouldnt shift. Its made me feel terribly insecure.
Since the birth of our second child, I havent liked the way I look. I no longer felt feminine or attractive. And Stephen changed right before my eyes. He stopped giving me kisses and hugs. More intimate thingswell, lets not even mention those. I cant remember when we last actually talked about anything; our conversations are limited to daily family matters.
I admit, before the children, I felt much more confident and desirable. Now, even looking at myself in the mirror makes me uncomfortable. I know our relationship has worsened because of this. So, I decided to do something about it. One day, I wanted to surprise my husband by bringing him lunch at work. I got to his office door and overheard a conversation:
Darling, dont worry, Ill come to you after work. Ive told the wife Im absolutely swamped. She hasnt the faintest idea you even exist!
I didnt go in. I just turned around and left.
Does he not understandI gained weight because I carried our children. Hes not perfect himself; in fact, hes gained weight too. Yet he only seems to notice my flaws.
It made me question whether my husband also takes me for a fool.
I couldnt bring myself to tell Stephen I knew what hed done. What should I do? File for divorce? And the children? How would they cope without their father? Should I just pretend nothing’s happened? I dont think I can stand it.
For now, Ive decided to focus on myself. Ive joined the gym. Ill show my husband just what hes lostand then, well see what happens next.