I Had a Damned Good Reason for Leaving My Perfect Husband
Alot of mouths dropped when my husband and I broke up for good. The two of us never fought, went on dates every week, shared the same sense of humor. As for the man himself, many considered him cute, sweet, attentive — a 10/10 catch. I grew accustomed to saying, “I’m aware,” when people commented on my luck. “Plus, you’re going to make some beautiful babies with that one,” they’d add. And this presented as the crack in our “pristine” foundation — kids. Not children in a direct sense, no. Communicating took first place as the real issue. (Surprise, surprise— Poor communication is the number one reason couples break up, according to a survey of 100 mental health professionals). I didn’t want them and never will. However, I didn’t say this to my husband or anyone besides my mother since childhood. “When you grow up, you’ll want a family.” Guess what? Reached my adult years — still no baby fever. “Wait until you’re married, sweetheart. You kids were the best part of my life.” I wore the r