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My Family
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Straight Female / 30
How do I tell this, my mom had a boyfriend when she was young. On a cruise she went on she got made pregnant by a passanger from another country. Everyone blamed her, especially her boyfriend. When she had to tell, her boyfriend dropped her and called her names (this part my grandmother told me). I am the girl that was born from that cruise.
Well it turned out, after everything was examined that my mother was pretty much r**ed by this man, first he was a lot older, second she was escorted by him to his cabin, she thought he was showing her a different way to the pool deck. She never even found out what his name was and never told anyone until after she was back at home when she was pregnant.
Now her boyfriend never let her date anyone else, even though she was forever poisened, she was not to date anyone. After I was born, he treated me like I was an unwelcome dog, but he gave money to my mother so she could pay for me. He took over full support of her and me and I grew up in a nice school and neighborhood.
Then, when I was ten he told her that he did not ever want to hear about that cruise again, ever again.
Everything was all right after that and he took her into his heart and all. Then I turned 19 and one day he came to me and told me that I was the fault of why his house had all those empty rooms, that my mother was supposed to have filled his rooms and that he figured it was up to me now to fill his rooms. He marched me down to the the ministry and married me to him. Don't think that I could say no, that is not possible.
Now I have filled three of his rooms, with his very own babies. My mother can't do anything about that, she just feels that somehow I turned my back on her. I know that more than anything she always wanted to have his babies, but she was poisened for that.
This is my problem, my mother is his real true wife, she always has been. But she is poisened. Now I live in this house as his housewife but I know that my mother is the wife in his heart. Every night when I sleep with him I know that he would rather have her with him. I have heard him cry, his love was stolen from him and poisened. All I can do is to lay there and let him cry with me. I know my mother is crying too.
Well it turned out, after everything was examined that my mother was pretty much r**ed by this man, first he was a lot older, second she was escorted by him to his cabin, she thought he was showing her a different way to the pool deck. She never even found out what his name was and never told anyone until after she was back at home when she was pregnant.
Now her boyfriend never let her date anyone else, even though she was forever poisened, she was not to date anyone. After I was born, he treated me like I was an unwelcome dog, but he gave money to my mother so she could pay for me. He took over full support of her and me and I grew up in a nice school and neighborhood.
Then, when I was ten he told her that he did not ever want to hear about that cruise again, ever again.
Everything was all right after that and he took her into his heart and all. Then I turned 19 and one day he came to me and told me that I was the fault of why his house had all those empty rooms, that my mother was supposed to have filled his rooms and that he figured it was up to me now to fill his rooms. He marched me down to the the ministry and married me to him. Don't think that I could say no, that is not possible.
Now I have filled three of his rooms, with his very own babies. My mother can't do anything about that, she just feels that somehow I turned my back on her. I know that more than anything she always wanted to have his babies, but she was poisened for that.
This is my problem, my mother is his real true wife, she always has been. But she is poisened. Now I live in this house as his housewife but I know that my mother is the wife in his heart. Every night when I sleep with him I know that he would rather have her with him. I have heard him cry, his love was stolen from him and poisened. All I can do is to lay there and let him cry with me. I know my mother is crying too.
