I Left My Husband after He Used Me as a Cook and Nanny for His Kids – 15 Years Later, His Daughter Brought Me to Tears September 5, 2024 – by bunhak168 – Leave a Comment I married a man after dating shortly, thinking we’d be happy. Some people might say that his forcing me to meet his kids within a few days of our dating was a red flag, but I didn’t see it. By the time I realized I was in too deep, it was too late, and I was forced to put my well-being first. A married couple | Source: Pexels A married couple | Source: Pexels I, Madison, was 22 when I met Will, 29, a newly widowed man with two children, a daughter Tamara, and a son Nick. Our romance blossomed fast, leading him to introduce me to his kids VERY early into our relationship. I must admit, I found it a bit strange to meet them within the first few days after our introduction. But, he rationalized his behavior to me by insisting I was “the one,” not just for him but also for his children. A woman reading a book to two children | Source: Pexels A woman reading a book to two children | Source: Pexels Perhaps I was gullible because he swept me off my feet, and we married a year later. Our wedding day was different because it included special vows I made to his children and vice versa. It was a poignant moment that was entirely Will’s idea. But not long after the wedding, the fairy tale cracked. Despite my full-time job, Will pushed ALL the childcare, cooking, and household responsibilities onto me. He used any excuse to justify his disengagement saying things like: “I’m wiped out from work, you know how it is. You’re so good with them, it just makes sense for you to handle it.” A lazy man sitting and watching television with a messy house | Source: Getty Images A lazy man sitting and watching television with a messy house | Source: Getty Images His free time gradually became consumed by video games or nights out with friends. All the while, I juggled my job and the full weight of household responsibilities. “I’m bringing in the money and keeping the roof over everyone’s heads,” he’d argue when I brought up my exhaustion, adding: “I deserve to relax.” A lazy man laying on a couch watching television while eating snacks | Source: Getty Images A lazy man laying on a couch watching television while eating snacks | Source: Getty Images My husband’s attitude shifted too. He grew dismissive and sometimes outright disrespectful. These traits he unfortunately passed on to his children who began mimicking his behavior. They treated me more like a servant than a stepmother. “Why do you always make us do things? Dad lets us have fun,” they’d complain, echoing Will’s sentiment. Within the first year of our marriage, I had already realized that our union was a big mistake. But I struggled with what to do as I felt bound by my promises to my stepkids. An angry girl talking back to someone | Source: Freepik An angry girl talking back to someone | Source: Freepik Yet, within a few more years of our marriage, the strain became unbearable. I filed for divorce and one day, with a heavy heart, I packed my things while the house was empty. I couldn’t face my family and decided to leave a note. My letter read: Dear Will and kids, I have tried all I could to be the best wife and mother to you guys. But I keep coming up with the short end of the stick. I have realized that I can’t continue staying in a situation where I feel so undervalued and used. I’m sorry I couldn’t honor the promises I made to you for life. Love, Madison An upset man reading a letter | Source: Pexels An upset man reading a letter | Source: Pexels The divorce that followed was bitter. Will had completely changed from the man I’d once fallen in love with to an angry and demanding stranger. But I walked away with little more than what I had brought into the marriage. I was relieved to be free of the torture, yet heartbroken over my broken promises to the children. To be honest, my life became MUCH better when I left that marriage. But little did I know that my story with Will’s children wasn’t over. A couple arguing | Source: Getty Images A couple arguing | Source: Getty Images Fast forward 15 years, and I’m in my late 30s, reflecting on those rough years as if they belonged to someone else. Then, out of the blue, I received a call from Tamara, now 25. My hands trembled, bracing for accusations or anger when she announced who she was. But the words that came through the phone line made me drop the phone in shock as I started crying! Through tears, Tamara claimed, “Madison, you left the most beautiful memories in mine and Nick’s lives.” Continuing emotionally, she shared: “You were the main mother figure we remember. We’ve always cherished the time we spent with you.” An emotional woman talking on the phone | Source: Pexels An emotional woman talking on the phone | Source: Pexels Hearing Tamara’s confession was overwhelming, to say the least. I managed to compose myself and asked her how she and Nick had been since those days. “We missed you every day,” she admitted. “It took us a while to understand why you left, but as we grew up, we saw the truth about how Dad was. We always hoped you were okay.” She revealed that Will could never keep a woman his age for long, and the younger ones didn’t last either. A woman wiping away tears while on a phone call | Source: Getty Images A woman wiping away tears while on a phone call | Source: Getty Images He never married again but kept dating. His daughter believed he’d hoped to find a woman who’d take on the role of wife and sole parent to them. Soon enough, Tamara and I arranged a meeting. Seeing her and her younger brother again was incredibly emotional. They both thanked me, telling me how much my presence had meant during their formative years. “You taught us what kindness really is,” Nick said, his voice thick with emotion. Sitting with them, and seeing the adults they had become, filled me with a mixture of pride and regret. Two women and a man bonding | Source: Freepik Two women and a man bonding | Source: Freepik Had I known the impact I’d had on their lives, would I have made the same decision to leave? The joy in their faces and the warmth of their words brought me to tears. Yet a part of me wondered if I had done the right thing by walking away not just from Will but from them as well. But I was proud of the adults they’d become despite their father. I was also happy to have had some positive influence in their lives. As I write this, I still question my decision all those years ago. Two women and a man bonding | Source: Freepik Two women and a man bonding | Source: Freepik Leaving Will felt necessary for my well-being, but the cost was deserting two children who needed me. Yet, seeing Tamara and Nick now, thriving and still holding me in such regard, perhaps the seeds of love and care I sowed had grown stronger than the weeds of that troubled marriage. Could it be that sometimes, stepping away is the only way to leave a lasting, positive influence? Dear reader, do you think I did the right thing by leaving Will and the kids? What would you have done if you were in my shoes? A woman contemplating something | Source: Getty Images A woman contemplating something | Source: Getty Images While in Madison’s case, she initiated the divorce for valid reasons, in the following story, Tanya was forced to separate from her husband because of an affair. The hardest part of it all was that her spouse was seeing someone very close to her. But the best part was that she wasn’t willing to take it lying down! My Husband Wants a Divorce, but Demands That We Keep Living Together – And That’s Not Even the Craziest Part Hey everyone, I’m Tanya. Let me dive right into the whirlwind I’ve been through. So, after a decade with my husband Alex, he hit me with the bombshell that he wanted a divorce—and boy, was the reason a doozy! A confused and distressed woman | Source: Getty Images A confused and distressed woman | Source: Getty Images One day, I came home to find a woman in our kitchen, wearing my favorite quirky cat pajamas, no less! I was ready to flip out, but it turned out to be my sister, Clara. Yep, you heard that right. My sister and my husband were having an affair right under my nose, and they were quite open about it! Clara, always the family’s “angelic” child, had crossed a line I never imagined she would. And Alex? He was wrapped around her finger, justifying his betrayal by claiming he wanted to focus on his career, and absurdly suggested that we all live together post-divorce to keep things financially stable. A woman wearing pajamas while looking at herself in a mirror | Source: Pexels A woman wearing pajamas while looking at herself in a mirror | Source: Pexels Amid my shock, an idea for revenge sparked. I played along with their ridiculous living arrangement suggestion and even proposed we renovate the house to “start fresh.” Alex, blinded by his affair, agreed enthusiastically, pouring his savings into the renovations. When the house looked like something out of a magazine and its value had skyrocketed, I dropped the bomb. I had secretly sold the house and planned to keep the profits! You should have seen Alex’s face when I told him he and Clara needed to find a new place to live because the new owners were moving in! A man trying to comfort an upset woman | Source: Getty Images A man trying to comfort an upset woman | Source: Getty Images And through this whole ordeal, I found strength I never knew I had and even a new love. Daniel, the charming and successful real estate agent who helped me orchestrate my plan, showed me what a real partnership could be like. In the end, as I walked away from the life I once knew, I realized that while betrayal set this story in motion, my resilience and determination wrote the ending. Clara and Alex’s deceit turned out to be the push I needed to start anew and find true happiness. What a wild ride it’s been! A happy couple lying on a couch | Source: Shutterstock A happy couple lying on a couch | Source: Shutterstock This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author. The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

My story is about how my ex-husband’s girlfriend realized a truth about him that I grew too comfortable with while married to him. With one important question, his new girlfriend taught me a valuable lesson about self-love after reaching out unexpectedly.

I’ve been divorced for five years now, and it’s been an interesting journey navigating life post-marriage. My ex-husband, Ben, 48, and I, 45, were together for 13 years and had two wonderful kids. Even after our split, we’ve managed to stay on good terms.

A mother with two children | Source: Pexels

A mother with two children | Source: Pexels

We co-parent effectively despite our marriage having its ups and downs. Ben and I are best friends and have also maintained a friendship that surprises most people. Our divorce wasn’t messy; we simply wanted different things out of life.

Yesterday was our eldest’s 16th birthday, and we decided to celebrate with a family dinner. Ben has been seeing someone new, a woman named Lisa, for about four months. He told me about her as soon as their relationship got serious.

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Someone’s birthday party | Source: Pexels

Transparency was part of our agreement to keep things open and honest for the sake of our children. He asked if he could bring Lisa to the birthday dinner, and while I wasn’t thrilled as I would have preferred to meet her one-on-one first, I didn’t want to cause any drama or be intrusive. So, I agreed.

On that fateful day, I finally got to meet Lisa who was friendly, and eager to make a good impression, which was a relief. I preferred her to be a good person if she was going to be around my children.

Two women clinking glasses | Source: Pexels

Two women clinking glasses | Source: Pexels

She’s got a kind smile and she immediately struck up a conversation with me about the kids’ school and activities. I could tell she was trying hard to fit in, which I appreciated.

As the evening went on, I noticed how attentive Lisa was to Ben. It was sweet but also a little unsettling because I never saw that side of him during our marriage. I chalked it up to new relationship energy and tried to focus on the kids and the celebration.

A happy couple bonding | Source: Pexels

A happy couple bonding | Source: Pexels

Halfway through dinner, things got weird when my eldest handed me a birthday card from her father. This caught me off guard because my birthday was months ago. No one usually remembers it, and Ben has never been one to recall such occasions.

Don’t get me wrong, my children’s father is a great man. But he’s really terrible with things like anniversaries, birthdays, or any special occasions. During all the years we were together, Ben never got me a present or card.

Someone lighting the candles on a birthday cake | Source: Pexels

Someone lighting the candles on a birthday cake | Source: Pexels

It was also my responsibility to handle events like the kids’ birthdays, Christmas, and more. I don’t know if I was wrong for this, but his forgetfulness didn’t bother me. I thanked my daughter, feeling touched by the gesture.

Lisa, sitting across from me, saw my surprise. I had assumed she’d made him get it, but then I noticed how she was giving me these funny looks. Unsure what they meant, I decided to mingle with other guests to avoid the awkwardness.

A woman holding a card | Source: Freepik

A woman holding a card | Source: Freepik

But, Lisa somehow managed to get my attention. “Ben mentioned he’s not great with birthdays,” she said with a chuckle. “He forgot mine a few weeks ago. Is it intentional?”

I laughed, remembering all the missed anniversaries and forgotten special days. “I have no idea, Lisa, but 13 years of marriage and two kids wasn’t the benchmark because he never really got the hang of it,” I replied. “It’s just who he is.”

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Two women talking | Source: Pexels

Lisa seemed disappointed and tried to hide it, but I thought nothing of it and wandered off to talk to other guests. I decided to shift the conversation to something lighter and talked about family plans and the upcoming holidays. The rest of the evening went smoothly, and we all parted ways with smiles and hugs.

Later that night, as I was getting ready for bed, I received a text from an unknown number. It was my ex’s new girlfriend. “Hi, this is Lisa. I got your number from Ben. I hope it’s okay to text you. I wanted to ask you something.”

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A woman holding her phone | Source: Pexels

Curious, I replied, “Sure, what’s up?”

Her response came quickly and when I read it, I was STUNNED. She hadn’t gotten over our brief conversation earlier and was asking if Ben’s forgetfulness of special occasions was something that could be fixed. “I know this might seem odd because we touched on it earlier, but I need to know…”

“…Does Ben ever improve when it comes to birthdays and anniversaries? I don’t want to make a big deal out of it if it’s something that won’t change.” I stared at my phone, feeling a mix of emotions. Part of me wanted to warn her, to tell her not to ever expect much.

A shocked woman reacting to something on her phone | Source: Freepik

A shocked woman reacting to something on her phone | Source: Freepik

But another part of me debated whether to give Ben a heads-up as it seemed like this was a serious issue for his new girlfriend and that she expected more attention to such things. Yet, a part of me resented having to teach him to be better about something he never tried with me.

I also felt like it wasn’t my place to interfere. After a moment, I typed back, “Honestly, he’s my ex for a reason. I can’t say if he’ll change or not, and I’m not going to have the answers you need.” I continued, “It’s something you’ll have to figure out together. Lovely meeting you, though.”

A woman texting on her phone | Source: Pexels

A woman texting on her phone | Source: Pexels

Months went by without much thought about that night. Then, one evening, Ben called me out of the blue. “Lisa and I broke up,” he said, sounding frustrated.

“What happened?” I asked, genuinely curious.

“She kept making a big deal out of nothing, busy complaining about birthdays and anniversaries. I told her it’s not something I care about, and she just wouldn’t let it go,” he said, sounding furious.

“It turned into this huge argument when I forgot our anniversary, and she left,” he explained, his voice tinged with annoyance.

A man talking on the phone | Source: Pexels

A man talking on the phone | Source: Pexels

I sighed, feeling a twinge of guilt as I wondered if I could’ve helped them if I had been more supportive of Lisa when she texted me. “Ben, did she tell you it was important to her?” I asked, feeling like my responses to Lisa played a part in their breakup.

He was silent for a moment. “She told me on many occasions that such things were important to her.”

“But WHO CARES! You never made it a big deal,” he said defensively.

Tired of coddling him, I said, “Well, sir, and that’s why we divorced.”

An upset woman talking on the phone | Source: Pexels

An upset woman talking on the phone | Source: Pexels

“That’s mean, Kim,” my ex replied, sounding sad.

“Look, I’m sorry, but I stopped trying because I knew it wouldn’t matter to you,” I replied calmly. “But that doesn’t mean it wasn’t important to me. Or to her. You have to meet people halfway.”

Ben grumbled something under his breath, and I could tell he wasn’t ready to accept that truth. We ended the call on a neutral note, and I sat there, thinking about Lisa. She deserved someone who would appreciate her efforts and reciprocate her feelings.

An upset woman thinking | Source: Pexels

An upset woman thinking | Source: Pexels

A few days later, I bumped into Lisa at the grocery store. She looked tired but managed a smile when she saw me. “Hi, how are you?” she asked politely.

“I’m good, thanks. How about you?” I replied, genuinely concerned.

“I’ve been better,” she admitted. “Ben and I broke up.”

“I heard,” I said softly. “I’m sorry it didn’t work out.”

She sighed. “I couldn’t deal with feeling unimportant. I tried to explain it to him, but he didn’t seem to care.”

Two women at a grocery store | Source: Pexels

Two women at a grocery store | Source: Pexels

I nodded, understanding her frustration all too well. “It’s hard when someone doesn’t value what you do. You deserve someone who will.”

Lisa smiled sadly. “Thanks. I appreciate that. I guess I hoped he could change.”

“Change is hard for some people,” I said gently. “But don’t lose hope. You’ll find someone who values you.”

Two women at a grocery store | Source: Pexels

Two women at a grocery store | Source: Pexels

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We parted ways, and I felt a strange sense of closure. Lisa’s struggle mirrored my past frustrations, but it also highlighted how much I had grown since my marriage ended. I had learned to accept Ben’s flaws, but I also realized that I deserved more than what he was willing to give.

That evening, I sat down with my children and talked about their dad. I wanted them to understand that while he had his shortcomings, he loved them deeply. We laughed about his forgetfulness and shared stories of the good times we had as a family.

A mother bonding with her child | Source: Pexels

A mother bonding with her child | Source: Pexels

As I reflected on everything, I felt a deep sense of peace. I had moved on from the hurt and disappointment and was ready to embrace whatever the future held. I hoped Lisa would find the happiness she deserved, and I knew that I had done the right thing by not getting too involved in their relationship.

In the end, it wasn’t about birthdays or anniversaries. It was about finding someone who truly valued and appreciated you for who you are. I did not doubt that Lisa would find that person someday, and I knew I was finally content with my own life.

A woman thinking | Source: Pexels

A woman thinking | Source: Pexels

As I looked at my children, I felt grateful for the love and joy they brought into my life. We had our good and bad moments, but we were a family, and that was what mattered most. And as for Ben, I hoped he would eventually learn to value the important things in life.

For now, I was happy. I had my kids, friends, and a sense of peace I hadn’t felt in a long time. And that was more than enough.

Two children bonding | Source: Pexels

Two children bonding | Source: Pexels

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This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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