After the wedding with my young lover persuaded her to give up her studies and thoughts about her career, now I reap the benefits.

The modern business girl relies on her own strength. She earns, builds her life and does not depend on anyone. But the trend of strong and independent will not soon displace the admirers of traditional values. Many women quit their studies and careers in the name of love and family comfort. They completely shift the responsibility for their fate to a man. And the result of such stories sometimes breaks the heart.



I could probably call myself a happy man. Ten years ago, that's right. It was then that I met my future wife, Olga. She was in her second year of theater school. A young bellwether 19-year-old student looked at me, a 30-year-old handsome and aspiring businessman, as a deity.

Everything turned out to be like a romantic movie. After 3 months, I proposed to Olka and she said yes. I think anyone would agree in her place. I was good!



Of course, then I had a different outlook. I felt like an alpha male and a serious businessman. Thanks in large part to my father. He was my idol and I tried to imitate him. In relation to women as well. He married his mother as soon as she turned 18. And the age difference they also had was big - as much as 16 years.

I wanted to build my destiny on the same scenario. After the wedding, I convinced Olya that I would provide for her from and to. I'm a real man. And I really want to be greeted with fragrant pies, a cleaned apartment and a gentle smile. So that I can be proud of my wife, causing the envy of relatives and friends.



My wife was another rebellious woman. They did not agree to give up their studies and future career as an actress in favor of borax and ironed shirts. I wanted her to be my favorite housewife. My mother never worked a day in her life and was happy. In the end, my wife saved me in front of my pressure.

I wasn't a tyrant in marriage, oh no! On the contrary, he provided Olga with all the wants, was attentive and caring. He drove to the resorts, gave soulful trinkets and expensive gifts. He spent his free time with her, took her to restaurants and concerts. I was an objectively perfect husband.



And soon my business girlfriend loosened her grip. She enjoyed this life. Talk about going to work or finishing school has dried up over time.

The other side of marriage is how we lived. They didn't have kids, it didn't happen before. And one day, I found that the passion in the relationship was gone. We lived as neighbors and lived together. Olga stopped attracting me as a woman.

From the incendiary beauty I fell in love with, she began to turn into an aunt. All her thoughts were turned to the farm. A new set of pots, robot vacuum cleaners, vases and irons. She could talk about it incessantly, and nothing else interested her.



I wanted to feel like a man again! To catch the enthusiastic female look, to shock in front of your beloved, to conquer her. And fate smiled at me. I met the one and just got sick.

Marina is a little older than Olga. She owns a beauty salon. I have never met such an interesting person in my life. Everything is beautiful in it: mind, beauty, erudition. Doing yoga, dancing. She loves Impressionism and has two sons.

I fell in love like a 20-year-old boy. We've been together for six months. I know I want to spend the rest of my life with this woman. Marina doesn't push me, she's fine.



Now all my thoughts are occupied by divorce from my wife. I don't know how to talk to her about it. Olga has been my loyal companion all these 10 years. I'm sure of her loyalty. I don't want to hurt her.

In addition, the wife has no profession or higher education. She's totally unfit for life. Olga is used to me solving all questions. I once jokingly asked her what she would do if we separated and I stopped supporting her. My wife said she would have died without me. And I was very disturbed by that answer.



So now I'm teaching her a little bit of independence. I came up with a plan: I asked my wife to refresh the house. Giving money, and hiring designers, workers and organizing the process fell on her shoulders. I thought she'd get the idea of doing something herself. As a result, Olga called me every little thing. The experiment failed miserably.

That's why I'm in the open now. My wife won't give me a divorce. And even if it is, I will have to continue to care for and support her. I don't think Marina would like that. What am I supposed to do?