I decided to write a confession about my life story after all… A year ago I went on a business trip to Tyumen, at first I thought for a month, in the end it turned out to be a whole year. When I informed my wife after 2 weeks of being on a business trip that I was going to stay here for a long time, she was hysterical, but she could not leave for me, because she had just recently got a job at a good firm and she had good prospects, especially I knew that in any case I would come back. In general, we had a big fight with her.
One evening I went out to dinner at a restaurant, where I met a very beautiful and nice girl, and not even stupid, she was wise beyond her years. And at some point I felt very good around her. We met again and eventually our passion took over, she moved in with me after a week of acquaintance, and I warned her that I was married and that my wife lived in another city, but she said it was okay. So I had a super month in my life with her, but as it always happens, good things just can’t last that long and we ended up breaking up over some little thing. We just had a fight, she took offense, and I, like a proud man, decided not to ask for forgiveness. And that was it. Maybe it was because I was communicating with my wife, keeping in touch with her, because I knew that I would come home soon and I would probably make peace with her.
One evening I went out to dinner at a restaurant, where I met a very beautiful and nice girl, and not even stupid, she was wise beyond her years. And at some point I felt very good around her. We met again and eventually our passion took over, she moved in with me after a week of acquaintance, and I warned her that I was married and that my wife lived in another city, but she said it was okay. So I had a super month in my life with her, but as it always happens, good things just can’t last that long and we ended up breaking up over some little thing. We just had a fight, she took offense, and I, like a proud man, decided not to ask for forgiveness. And that was it. Maybe it was because I was communicating with my wife, keeping in touch with her, because I knew that I would come home soon and I would probably make peace with her.
Another two months passed. I have already started to forget the girl with whom I lived for one month, she was very deeply stuck in my soul. And then at the organized corporate party I met a very cool fun girl, she is not so beautiful, but very funny and with her completely easy and not boring (let’s call her Veronica). Anyway, we had sex for a month, which eventually led to a pregnancy… My wife and I do not have children yet, so this will be my first child. I told her that of course I wasn’t going to marry her, but I was going to help raise the child anyway. Veronica said that she would certainly keep the child and if it bothers me, then it’s okay, she will bring him up herself, luckily she comes from a wealthy family. Nevertheless, I spent all the time until the end of my business trip, excluding the last month, I spent with Veronica.
This is where the fun began. One evening I went to the store to buy groceries and there I met the very one, by the way, I forgot to introduce her, her name was Marina. We had a very good conversation and agreed to meet the other day for dinner. In short, we had a good dinner – we had an unforgettable last month before we left, and I felt that I really loved her, and she reciprocated.
A month went by and I left, I told Veronica that I would come for the birth, and I told Marina that I would pick her up, but I didn’t know what to do with my wife yet. I came home, made up with my wife, and everything was fine with us again, but I couldn’t say anything to her, neither about the baby nor about the girl I was madly in love with. And then the hour X is coming soon, when Veronica will give birth and when it is time to take Marina, as promised. Here it is.
What to do in this situation I do not understand at all. The only thing I know for sure is that I really want to hold my future child in my hands – apparently, paternal feelings are waking up, after all, my firstborn. How to be? What to do? I can not understand. If I stay with my wife, I will lose contact with my child and lose my love. If I stay with Veronica I will lose my wife and the years of family happiness that I had with her, as well as my love in the person of Marina. If I stay with Marina, I will again lose my child and the aforementioned years of living with my wife, but I will find happiness in my beloved, and, perhaps, I will have children with her and many years of married life. I have told you everything.
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Show comments Hide comments“If you go left, you lose a horse, if you go right…” Okay, I’m not going to write about moral and ethical principles, etc. You can’t “chase three birds with one stone” anyway. You will lose something somewhere. Weigh for yourself what is dear to you, and what is dear to others. You think only of yourself in this situation. What you will gain, what you will lose. As in a store, you choose the thing that suits you best. And about your women do not think. Or didn’t write about it. What’s it like for them? How will your wife feel? What will she lose? And the other two girls? You have already promised Veronica that you will raise the child, for example. You want to get away with it, so that everything is “clean and clear,” no one gets hurt, especially you. But it doesn’t work that way. How do you evaluate what you’ve made? Don’t judge yourself? And it’s not clear which one of them you really love? You’re already tied up with Veronica, and even if you stay with your wife, how would you feel to live and think about having a child and cheat on your wife? You’ve already lost years of happiness with your wife anyway, you’ve ruined everything. Give her the right to choose how she wants to be. It’s not all up to you to choose. Don’t decide for her. Tell her the truth.