UPDATE: My (36F) husband (37M) admitted that the mother of his daughter (3F) is the only woman he has ever loved and he only married me because of the pressure from his parents. It turned out to be the biggest mistake of his life.

My post got removed for some reason and I'm very sorry if this is against the rules but I want to post an update and I don't think I can do that without posting the whole thing again so here it is:<br><br>My (36F) husband (37M) admitted that the mother of his daughter (3F) is the only woman he has ever loved and he only married me because of the pressure from his parents. It turned out to be the biggest mistake of his life.<br><br>My husband and I met when I was still in college. He was a few years older than me and by the time we met I was in my senior year and he already had a good paying job and was doing very well for himself. My parents loved him from the very beginning and they wanted us to get married. We did after I graduated.<br><br>The first year of our marriage was great. A lot of couples have some sort of adjustment period where they need to get to know each other and figure out how to live in harmony. My husband and I didn't have any of that. Everything was so natural and effortless and I thought that I scored the jackpot and that I don't have any issues to worry about.<br><br>Things took a turn for the worse when his mother passed away. It was expected but he was devastated. I was devastated too but he was in much worse shape than me. I was also very sick and exhausted from the chemo and the following surgeries so I couldn't really be there for him as much as I wanted. A couple of months after her death he told me that he wants to make a big change and move us away from the big city to a smaller town. He said that he wants a quieter life with a small garden and to be closer to the nature. This meant a big change for me too because I would have to quit my job at the university and find a new one but I was happy and didn't mind as long as we were happy.<br><br>We had a lot of great years together. We had our little routine, went on vacations, explored the nature and so on. Three years ago we moved again because of my husband's work and that's where all this mess started. His job is very demanding and he was often away from home and at that time I was dealing with a recurrence and had a lot of doctor's appointments and was very exhausted. All of the house work fell on me and because I was sick, I wasn't able to do as much as I used to.<br><br>I'm not sure if I was just sensing things unfairly or did he really say it on purpose but one day when he was leaving for another business trip he said that the house looked like a mess. I was very upset and told him that I've been doing everything on my own, that I'm sick, that he's never home and I don't think it's fair that he's complaining. He apologised and said that I'm right. That I do everything for us and that the house is my domain and I can arrange it however I want. It didn't sit well with me but I decided to drop it.<br><br>However, a few weeks later he repeated it. This time I was going to tell him off and tell him that he always does this. That he always says the opposite of what he means and that I can't tolerate it anymore. But before I could say anything we got interrupted and somehow the argument didn't happen.<br><br>A few weeks later he starting complaining about the food too. I always cook for us and he loves my cooking but one time he came home from work and said that the food was bland and it didn't taste good. He never complained about the taste before so I was very upset but again I decided to let it go. But in the following weeks it got worse. I madetagine and he said that it was like eating cardboard. I made my famous lasagna (which he normally loves) and he said it wasn't a real lasagna because I didn't make the pasta myself. He was also very annoyed with me when he comes home from work earlier than expected and I'm not home. He says that I don't do anything during the day and that all I do is run errands and I waste time on meaningless stuff. I also got reprimanded when I bought a more expensive wine. He said that there's absolutely no reason to spend money on premium wine when a cheaper bottle tastes the same.<br><br>When he was at home he was stuck to his phone so I didn't even see him. He spends night after night in his office alone with his door closed and I felt like I was living alone. The only time we saw each other was at dinner time and it was so awkward. It was like the tension between us was bothering him too because he wasn't even looking at me and was ignoring everything I said.<br><br>I was living in such a stressful environment and I started to dread spending time with him. All I wanted was to be alone and relax. It was also making me very insecure. I started wonder if the house was a mess or if I was a bad cook or a lazy wife. I also felt so hurt because I do everything for him and I was so disappointed that he had nothing nice to say about me. I was also worried about our marriage and felt like we are living like strangers who have nothing in common.<br><br>I was so confused and didn't know what was going on with him. I thought that maybe he found someone else but he was never alone with any other woman so it seemed impossible. So one day I decided to confront him and ask him what's going on. He was getting ready for another trip and I told him that I wanted to talk to him. He said that he didn't have time but I told him that it was important and that he had to listen. I asked him if he was unhappy with me. If he hates our marriage and if he wants a divorce. He looked at me with a strange expression on his face. He looked shocked and pitiful at the same time and said that he didn't want a divorce. I asked him what was going on and he said that he was unhappy.<br><br>"Why? You have a great job, we are financially set. What's missing from your life?" I said.<br><br>"I don't know." He replied.<br><br>"Don't lie to me. Do you regret marrying me? You are such an asshole and you make me cry every day. I'm exhausted and I can't live in constant dread. What should I do so you can be happy?"<br><br>"I'm just unhappy with my life. But marriage has nothing to do with it. You make me happy." He said.<br><br>"But you keep complaining about everything I do."<br><br>"I'm sorry."<br><br>"I just wish you would show me more attention. I feel like you are not home most of the time and when you are you ignore me. You don't touch me, we don't talk, you never look at me and your eyes glaze over when I talk to you. It makes me feel like you don't even see me. I'm starting to feel invisible and I'm so stressed out."<br><br>He didn't reply so I asked him again.<br><br>"Why can't you look me in the eyes? Is it something about me? You used to love looking into my eyes. Am I so disgusting that you can't be bothered with me? Am I so boring and ugly that you don't even want to glance at me?"<br><br>"I'm not saying it again. I'm sorry." He repeated.<br><br>"I feel like you are not telling me the truth. Like you are hiding something from me. Are you scared to tell me something and you don't know how?"<br><br>"I'm not hiding anything."<br><br>"Than please tell me what's wrong."<br><br>"I'm not going to repeat myself again. You know what's wrong." He said.<br><br>"No, I don't."<br><br>"Yes, you do." He replied cryptically.<br><br>"Why do you keep saying that I know when I don't? You always say the opposite of what you mean and it's so frustrating."<br><br>"I don't say the opposite of what I mean. And yes, you know."<br><br>"I wish you would tell me straight instead of giving me riddles."<br><br>"You already know." He repeated.<br><br>"I'm just going to ask you one more time and if you don't answer I going to leave you. Is there someone else?"<br><br>"No, there isn't. And please don't threaten me with divorce because I'm starting to think that you are not happy with me either." He said.<br><br>"I'm not. I was but the way you are treating me is painful and I'm very hurt."<br><br>"I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention. And I thought that we agreed that we are not going to divorce."<br><br>"We did but I changed my mind."<br><br>"Don't say that even as a joke." He said.<br><br>"It's not a joke. You kept hurting me and I was so angry that I wanted to run away from you."<br><br>"I didn't hurt you on purpose."<br><br>"I know. But nonetheless, you hurt me and I can't let you hurt me again. Whatever it is that is causing you pain and makes you behave this way ends now. I'm not going to tolerate it anymore and I'm not going to die because of your ignorance."<br><br>"You don't have to die. If you are so unhappy with me than you can just leave." He said.<br><br>Then he left and took my car keys with him. I had no car, no phone (he took my phone too and I couldn't find it) and no car keys. I was alone at home, sick, shaking and very hurt. I tried to distract myself with some work and after some time I was so exhausted that I couldn't sit at my desk anymore so I went