I don’t understand at all how I could be so wrong about a person. My ex-husband after the divorce behaved disgustingly. He and his mother took almost everything out of the apartment, even the tulle.
No one cared that their son and grandson lived in that apartment. And now, when things aren’t going so well for themselves, they demand that I give up alimony and call me petty.
I can’t tell you much about my life in marriage. There are a million stories like that, I think. Met, wooed beautifully, dated, married. I was a little embarrassed that my husband was stingy, but my mother convinced me that this is even a good thing, will not spend money anywhere. Not like our dad, who had empty pockets all the time.
If I hadn’t been twenty-one at the time, I probably would have had the brains not to get involved with a man who started saving money on you even before we were married. But what I didn’t have, I didn’t have. I listened to my mother, fell for the beautiful courtship, gave in to my feelings, and got married.
Thank God I had my own place, where we began to live. Of course, my husband wrinkled his nose and said that a one-bedroom was no apartment, but for the first time okay. He said that we would save up for a bigger apartment, and when we had saved enough money, we would sell my apartment and buy one. Fortunately, it didn’t come to that, or else I would have sold my apartment.
We lived relatively well for a year, although my husband constantly told me that I was wasting money. I do not know, for me buying dishwashing detergent for two rubles more than what we usually take, it’s not such a waste. But my husband lectured me, telling me that we never save for an apartment, and that I should be more frugal.
And then I got pregnant and all of the financial management was passed into my husband’s hands. It was explained to me that hormones were going to play up and I was going to become even more impulsive and spend money mindlessly. Okay. And what could I say, especially when I myself went on maternity leave and was no longer making any money?
It was a very difficult time. I had to constantly prove to my husband that I needed this or that thing, every time it was worse than defending a diploma. And he also began to keep track of how quickly shampoo, soap, milk, sausage, and toilet paper was used up. Once again, toilet paper! I was required to report why I was running out of paper so fast.
My mother and mother-in-law didn’t see any of that. One just thought I was exaggerating, and the other thought her son was absolutely right. I’m not making any money now, so he’s the sole breadwinner, and has to make sure the family doesn’t go to hell.
I lived in such a splendid saving mode for a year and a half, and then I could not stand it and filed for divorce. Tired of being told off about the amount of toilet paper, buckwheat, laundry detergent, and listening to the eternal reproaches that my husband works hard and earns, and I spend.
After the divorce, my husband and his mother took almost everything out of the apartment. Even the crib, because they bought it, and where the baby will sleep is no longer their concern. I remember my mother-in-law folding the tulle, bagging the slippers, and counting the spoons and forks. It felt like I was delusional, it couldn’t have all been happening to me in real life,
The good thing about my ex-husband was that he was working and getting a white salary because he really wanted a good pension. So I filed for child support and got everything that was due to the child.
I somehow made it through my maternity leave, got the baby into day care, and got a job myself. Three years later I got married again. My new husband is great with my son, he speaks a lot to my mom, and he’s wonderful. The main thing is that he’s not greedy. We have enough money to live without looking at the toilet paper price tags, which is good.
Recently, the ex-husband, who disappeared after the divorce, and did not even communicate with the child, only transferred the alimony. He, it turns out, kept me in sight, knows that I am married and living well, even renting an apartment.
My ex-boyfriend, on the other hand, is not doing so well. He also got married for the second time, he has no children in his marriage, but soon he will. And alimony is not good for him to pay. It is clear that the amount will decrease, but it is not enough, he wants me to give them up. Like, I have everything cool, we live in my husband’s apartment, we rent mine, we both make good money, why do I need alimony.
I don’t need alimony, but it’s my son’s money that drips into his account. Why should I deprive my child of money because his daddy decided to procreate again?
My ex demanded to get in his position, pressed for pity, and I had a picture in my mind of him taking the baby’s crib out after the divorce, and there was no pity. I said that I would not refuse alimony, and if he stops paying kindly, I will go to the bailiffs.
