Marrying a man 20 years older than me, I regretted it after only two months of living together.

I am 26 years old this year, my husband is 46 years old. Looking at this age gap, anyone would feel embarrassed. However, when I met and fell in love with him, I did not consider it important at all.

I lost my father when I was young, living with my mother and sister. Widowed early, my mother replaced my father as the breadwinner of the family. Since childhood, my sisters and I had to always show strength, resilience, and resourcefulness in everything. My mother always said that we had no one to rely on, we had to learn to rely on ourselves.

Maybe that's why in my youth, I didn't find any guy strong enough to make me trust. Most of the guys who came to me were a few years older than me or the same age. I didn't find in them the maturity and strength needed to feel like I could rely on them.

Until I met him, a man 20 years older than me, divorced and living alone. He was a teacher in a professional development course I was taking.

His dignified and calm demeanor, wealth of knowledge and ability to communicate attracted me. Until I learned that he lived alone in a beautiful house, I took the initiative to approach him.

I never thought I would love someone who is almost as old as my mother. But his care, his careful and meticulous thoughtfulness moved me. With him, I felt like a little girl, always protected and pampered.

So, when I heard him ask, "Do you want to be my butler?", I happily nodded in agreement to this domineering confession.

My parents, siblings and friends who knew about the matter all advised me to think carefully. My mother even said: "If you love that person for his money, I hope you reconsider. Money is not the most important thing for a happy marriage." I promised my mother that I would live happily to prove that my choice was right.

After the wedding and the dreamy honeymoon, I started to step into the life of a wife. However, everything was not as I imagined. I only knew a part of him, the other 9 parts were unknown. He was an extremely "difficult" person, completely different from the psychological and gentle appearance of a teacher that I saw.

In his house, everything must be spotless, everything must always be in its right place and cannot be moved.

He doesn't let his clothes be machine washed, even though there are washing machines and dryers. He says that machines don't clean as well as human hands, and they can even ruin clothes faster. Cooking also requires meticulousness, not only delicious but also neat and beautiful presentation. If a vegetable dish has a stalk sticking out of the plate, he will say "the housewife is heartless".

I started to feel tired because of his strict demands for even the smallest things. But he thought that I was a woman but lazy. The proof was that after so many years of being single, he still did those things without any problem.

I asked, "Why don't you hire a maid?", he replied, "I don't like strangers living in my house, touching my things. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten married at this age." That was not the answer I wanted to hear. It turned out that he got married because he didn't want to hire strangers to help with housework?

Not only are we different in our thinking and lifestyle, we are also not compatible in bed. I am young and like sweetness and romance, but he does it literally to "solve physiological needs". I do not feel his love for me in it.

I think he has been single for too long, since his divorce from his wife more than 10 years ago. Maybe because of that, he has forgotten how to love a woman. I want him to change and confide my wishes to him.

I want him to share the housework with me, and sometimes we go out or eat out to change the atmosphere. We have the means to make life more interesting than living a boring and dull life like this.

When he heard these suggestions from me, he suddenly got angry: "Let me tell you, when I started earning money, you were just starting to crawl, don't teach me how to live. I married you to take care of building a life together, not to find someone to spend money for me. When you have free time, go to life skills classes, don't watch romantic movies and fantasize about marriage anymore."

His words were like a bucket of ice water poured on me, chilling me. What was wrong with my suggestions to my husband, what was so outrageous that every word he uttered was so heavy?

My marriage has been less than two months, but all my hopes for a happy marriage have been shattered. I thought that marrying an older, successful, experienced husband would make my life a rosy one. Unexpectedly, everything was not as I had imagined.

Remembering what my mother said: "I can't decide your life, I can only remind you: There is no such thing as a free lunch, delicious food is only found in mousetraps". At that moment, I could only cover my face and cry with regret.

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