I'm thinking of how I can make this post short so I will try. First I will tell you very quickly that I was in a relationship for only 6 months before getting engaged, and 10 months when we got married, and by the Time we made a year "together," we had been together for 1 year and married for only 2 of those months.

Several factors made us take the decision to getting married, such as family problems on both sides, so we did. Plus we thought that we could be a merrier couple.

Going back in time:

When we had ONE month of relationship (bf-gf) we went out our separate ways but met up at an after hours club later on that night. He was drunk as hell. After being together for only like 30 minutes and noticing that we was wasted and after he embarrassed me by touching a girl that passed by us, I left him at the club and walked away to another area to tell my friend that we should go.

I obviously wondered what he did, but he was nowhere to be seen. When I walked out to leave (still not knowing where he was) a friend of mine told me that he had seen him outside of the club with a girl eating at the food truck outside. But then he disappeared. He was missing for a total of like 20 minutes all together since I left him inside and he disappeared. I NEVER KNEW WHAT HAPPENED THAT NIGHT AND NEITHER DID HE, because a minute after I left the parking lot I saw his car chasing me home, then suddenly took a wrong turn on the freeway and a few hours later he was getting dropped off by a stranger at my house because he had crashed on his way to my house at around 3 am, (around the time we left). I never knew where the hell he came out of when I pulled out that club, idk if he was in a car with the girl (who happened to be his friend and a little slutt sorry 😓) or what?!

This relationship started on the wrong foot. I left him. He begged, I accepted with a lot of conditions. I became controlling, and lost all trust. A few months later I found out that he lied again about staying in when he was actually out 2 more times.

I felt different emotions! After all he was the first dumb ass that I let get away with TOO MUCH. At the moment Emmy father was battling with cancer and my ex had walked away. So o think this had a lot to do wit everything. I ended up marrying him one day, one month before my dad passed away. I did it for many reasons, the main one was so that my dad could go to Mexico and get his last diagnostic feeling that he had our support (husband and mine) regarding my three young brothers. He left to Mexico glad that I was with a man who would protect my three brothers and I while he came back. He passed away a month later, in March. One night in May, yes (2 months later) my husband decided that watching a boxing fight and meeting up with his buddies was important and since I didn't want to go, he left. I expected him back at 12ish when the fight was over... but when it was 2 am (we share locations on iPhone) and he was still at his friends house I fell asleep, thinking I would scream at him in the morning when I woke up and he would be next to me. Instead I woke up again at 3 am, only to realize he was at an after hours bar/club.

I went, walked in, saw him standing with a GIRL, walking very slowly as if to the dance floor. I slapped him! Yes me, (so embarrassed I thought women like this were crazy) but I did.

Here comes the most embarrassing part. A body guard dragged me out, and my husband stood there, drink and watching. So I left. One hour later he was still at the club.... 5 am. He never left, he didn't walk out to see if I was okay and safe.

The next day he claimed that the body guards approached him with tasters and he didn't want to get teased. He claimed I was controlling and he just wanted to go out because we are not "60 years old" he said.

I asked him if he realized that I had just lost my father 2 months ago? And I kicked him out. He begged. I ignored calls. I blocked him. Came crying to my mom asking for help, he had lost weight on one week and looked like shit. I didn't want him back (BUT HERES ANOTHER THING, HIS MOM IS A PIECE OF SHIT THAT WHEN HE WENT CRYING TO HER HE SAYS THAT SHE SAID THIS: "WELL YOU BETER DIVORCE HER BECAUSE IN YOUR WORK INDUSTRY, IF YOU DIE SHE WILL GET ALL THE MONEY AND THATS A LOT"

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Yes she's sick, she MUST have mental issues. (Literally) I say this because she is strange. He came crying saying that no one loved him and he needed me. I felt like I wanted to kill him but it also killed me to know that he is alone in this world. He has 4 siblings. The oldest was in prison and is a thief, the next one has ADHD and god knows where he is, the next has autism and doesn't speak to him, then comes him who also has ADHD, and lastly his sister who has autism.

Yes I took him back. But every single day after that day I feel like I hate him and I wish I'd never met him. I love him but I don't think I am in love with him. I feel unprotected, THIS IS MY BIGGEST CONCER. I feel unprotected like I cannot count on him if my life was on the line. I don't think he is in love with me either, and I recently asked him if he thinks I should leave (since we just moved into an apartment). He said no, but he also said that he feels like he will never please me no matter what he does.

Houston flooded on Saturday night due to Harvey, and to get out of the house where we were trapped, we had to walk through flooded streets with 3-4 feet high of water. I'm petite, in only 5 ft tall, and it broke my heart even more to walk these streets without him ever asking if I needed a hand when stumbling. 💔 I know this is so much and anyone in their right mind would leave now before it is too late, but I also have seen him cry when o asked if I should leave. Please help me I feel stupid and lost.