My husband lied cheated tell me what i dont see

[knighttemplar]

It all started in November 2009. I lived in Mexico for 6 years, with my husband of 9 years and my oldest son. We owned a hacienda and we were building our dream house. We owned 10 English schools and we were doing great. We had traveled to 48 different countries. We had a 9 year, faithful marriage and normal for a interracial marriage. He being Latin, me American.

My son and I are teachers, and my husband was the director. I was teaching upstairs and my son downstairs, We finishe classes and started closing and we both asked "where is Pablo?" We began looking for him all over. He was no where to be found. My husband had never dissappeared in 9 years. We looked for him all night thinking that he had fallen to fowl play. Mexico is dangerous and then later on we found a note. He had left. We went home and all his clothes were gone.

I called his family, but they were not helpful. They never were. After 3 days I finally spoke to him and we agreed to meet in Mazatlan centeral locations for us. We did.

We ended up getting back together, but that was the most devasting 3 days of my life. I suffered very deeply and lost 10 pounds. I had never felt such empitness and loneliness in my life except for 1988 when I had walked into my 3rd born sons room and found him dead at 7 1/2 months old to SIDS. I felt like i was relving the same thing all over again.

We stayed together and went to mexico city to get his paper to enter the usa on a toursit visa. We had lived int the usa for 4 years but i had let all the papers expire.We had a good time 1 week vacation did some shopping and i got really sick standing in freezing cold weather. 12 hours waiting for him to get out of immigration..

We headed home and we started back to school and teaching. I had terrible PTSD, flashbacks. he would go to the store and i feared he would not return. It was like that till Feb. 16. I went to take the garbage to the dump and when I came back he was gone. He packed a small bag and left. Once again i was thrown into dark despair. Pablo had lied to me for many years since the beginning of our marriage. We worked together for 9 years and his lies were really things that were insignificant. Occassioanlly he would tell a whopper.

Well when he finally contacted me by email he told me he was in Puerto Vallarta working. elaborate stories. Later to find out, he was in his home town, 8 hours away the entire time, living with his mother and father who supported him entirely and wanted our marriage to end since the beginning. They have a dysfuncitional marriage and are very miserable so they love company. I was suffering deeply and nver felt this pain and the feeling it would never end.

Pablo and i really were very close, no drugs, alcohol, abuse of any kind. Really very much in love....People thought we were the perfect couple and there were not signs indicating otherwise.

1 week after he left my son and I were on our way home from the beach and i began to hemorrage. My son was driving and the inside of the car looked like a slaughter house. My son being an emt drove fast to get home. A big clot came out that looked like it was a misscarriage. They took me to the hospital. They did blood test, and my blood count wwas 6.5. normal 10 13. They said its an emergency and i need surgery. i told them not now. They asked my blood type, they did not have my blood type in the entire state. come to find out my husband was compatiable. The drs. my son, friends, students, called my husband. Asked him to give me blood. He refused. They asked him to at least come and give the blood i needed because if i bled on the surgery table i would die. They needed to take out my uterus and it was the only way to save my life.

my husband refused so i had come to the conclusion that it was possible i would die on the table. i told them my birthday was march 5 and i wanted to go to the resort in PV and after that i would do the surgery. i needed to go and see the sunset, ocean and sunrise and find peace within. i did just that. i went back to the hospital and they sceduled the surger for march 16. My husband refused to come or donate blood. i would have to go into surgery with no blood supply. Only my faith...

Surgery day arrived and they came to my room to take be down, and i wanted to speak to my husband,, i called him and his mother refused to let me speak to him, at his request of course, her reply was"your not talking to my son he does not want to talk to you and i dont want you to call here, " i had told her i was going in surgery that minute and wanted to say good bye she replied" we dont care"..

My dr, Rafael, looked at me with tears in my eyes, and smiled, he said, you are fine, you dont need him...

they took me down and as i was going out i saw a man,, in purple velvet big man, with an old fashioned medical bag, and long hair swirling around seriously, and then i went out... i knew that the man i saw was God's Doctor.

When i awoke, i had never felt so much pain.. they told me that there was not one drop of blood during the surgery, that it took longer because the inside of my body was that of a 25 year old athlete and cutting through the muscle and tendons were difficult. They also saved my uterus for me to see, and it was triple the size of a normal uterus. The miracle was, no blood, they said that was not heard of. they did not have much pain medication, it would not work on me, and so i had to feel all the pain for 3 days.. without pain medication. Pain medication was limited in Mexico and in that city they could not explain why what they had did not work for me.

I went to a resort after 3 days in hospital to recover for 2 weeks. All inclusive so no one had to take care of me. i was not a burden to anyone. i was walking and standing and healing amazingly fast and healthy. At the end of my resort my husband wrote me wanting to get back together. We decided to go to the usa and start over. we met and he lied to his family and told them he had a job in the usa waiting and he would not tell them about me. We went to the usa, and it was too hard for him and so we decided to move to Puerto Vallarta mexico. We did and i would commute from my school teaching job and hour rental apt in PV. We did that for a month and 1/2. He never got a job in that time. I was paying for it all. then he came to the ranch for a week and helped me at school told me he had to go back to a job in PV on monday. He went monday and tuesday i called him and he was not in the apartment. I called the landlord he went into the apartment and told me everything was gone. My husband had stolen all the things inside and taken off again. I called him and he was on the bus headed back to Los Mochis with his mother. This was May 2010. This was teh 3rd time he abandoned me.

Im not going to go into the supernatural things that happened during this time for it is complex and evil and temptations were working overtime to take him and destroy our marriage.

He started partying, drinking and lieing all the time. He got involved with bad people and evil people supporting his mission.. I became the enemy. i tried to email and call often. I would send him love and light and bible verses, and spiritual photos and prayers. I was dieing inside but i was determined to make my marriage work and not turn it over to the darkside.

That month the sicarios, assassins, brutally murder my Dr. Rafael, he was my friend, my student, my doctor who saved my life that day when odds were 50 percent chance of survial,, they put him on his knees and shot him in the back of the head..this was now daily terror.

In july Pablo and i decide to meet for a weekend in mazatlan. We kept doing this in august, september october and november. he told me that if we met that it was enough sexualy for him and that he would not be with another woman. He promised me he would tell me if he was with another woman so that i could make a choice. He was very evil, mean, and brutal to me. H would tell me he did not love me, marriage was over, we were divorced, which we were not, and that he was doing what he wants to do, and that we would never be together.

He was emotioanlly abusive but i was closer to Jesus and God daily. i would not give up and let the darkside win. Many tears and many times i wanted to give up or just die. I had now lost 30 pounds.

It had gotten very dangerous in my town, in mexico, the entire year of 2010 daily murders, beheadings, body parts cut off and thrown in streets.. hangings, i was living in a warzone and even the missionaires had left. I had a bodyguard. My husband refused to come back and help me get out and sell hacienda and all the stuff we owned. i did it all, and the only thing i did not sell was the suv, ranch and 1 trailer.

In November, my husband wanted to reunite again. We decided to move to texas, my home state, I looked at it as another chance to make my marriage work. Jesus is love, and we are to be like jesus, and jesus never gives up on us, so why should we think we are any different?

My marriage was gods marriage and i would try to make it work.

We made plans rented an apt in Texas and agreed to meet in noglas on Dec 21. It was exciting to think of a new beginning, what a great Christmas present. I was scheduled to leave mexico on the 16th of December. on the 13th my bodyguard and i were on our way home at night, we were attacked by sicarios, assassins, and by the grace of god we got away. Soemthing that id not happen to thousands of others.

They put me in a safe house and for 4 days i could not go out, then they got all my stuff together and got a person to take me to PV and the next day i was on a plane to usa. i had lived a horrible nightmare for year nto sleeping with a bodyguard not knowing when the assasssins would attack me. 5 times that year i was faced with death. god saved me each time. It was a miracle.

Im leaving out many things but i think you will get the idea of the fear and traumatized life i had there in 2010.

My husband met me in nogales and we went to my brothers ranch for chirstmas and then to my dads ranch for new years. I looked at it as a new year a new start.

I had no idea the extent of the trauma of the warzone, and my husbands behavior. He had told me he did not love me hated marriage and that i was to blame for everything.he told he many things that i had no idea how i was able to even try and keep my marriage. ONLY god could of helped me.

We are now in our apt, and first i started haveing visions, of him with another woman,, finally he told me that he kissed another woman, then i got out of him they had sex 2 times then i got out of him sex more. then i found out in hotels and then i found out he had sex with her the night before he came here to start over with me in a hotel on a counter in the bathroom of the hotel. He told me about it all. Brutallly soo..I got all the details. He had sex ith her for 7 months, doggy style with a condom always and pulled out when he ejaculated. She was a nurse, and dark skinned and 27. he is 32 i am 51. He went shoping with her, to the mall, helped her pick out her clothes and shoes and nails and hair.all the things we use to do. It took 2 months for me to get the entire truth from him. H would of never told me. I have the tbs christian channel on all the time and he is getting closer and open to jesus, he is catholic and this is different for him. I bouth the LOVE DARe book for him.,, I had tuaght the 23 minutes in hell book to my students in november. I bought him the book, I have tried so hard to make my marriage work, but now im in trouble. When i try to talk about it he makes me feel like its over and i should move on,, i am so devastted and hurt. i have never dealt with this before in my life. I am educated and have helped people my entire life. I have sacraficed and chose to serve my mission that i came here to do. NOW, i have no desire to live. i am in trouble. and he does not communicate with me very well. I am a believer in miracles, butterflies and love,, I have so much faith but i feel i am losing this battle. He now tells me the last 2 weeks are really the first time he felt it can work. We have been her 3 months. I have low selfesteem, something i never had in my life. i feel so much and so sad and helpless. I feel pathectic and stupid,,, i thought i was doing this to start over with all my heart and soul.

When i found out he was in an affair for 7 months and i had no idea and he was meeting me once a month and having sex with both i was sick to my stomach. he told me he met me because he needed his fix. I paid for it all, he paid nothing. he has a small job and made 200 dollars a month. He said it was like a gigalo,, he thought since he was there having sex with me that i should pay. he told me all this this last month. He said he will not lie anymore. He told me he loves me and wants to make it work. He wrote the girl and told her brutally so what was going on and devasted her. My questions.... oh so mannyyy my friend,,,

WHAT DO I DO

I CANT BE OBJECTive FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE,,,WHAT I SHOULD DO... WHY DID MY HUSBAND DO THIS

[knighttemplar]

I know its long, but that is why its so complicated... why i need to know what i am not seeing. Help me to do the right thing