Mexican woman Moroccan man

Submitted by lucecita (United States), Nov 24, 2006 at 15:35

I just cannot stop reading this blog... it is so interesting... my story is different from all of yours. I

am originally from Mexico, I went to Boston to take a year off my job and to have an interesting adventure...since I graduated high school I wanted to go abroad for at least a year, but after college I got a job and it wasn´t until after six years of working as a corporate lawyer that I decided I needed a break.

I started all over again in Boston... studied english in Harvard Extension School, worked as a nanny and since I arrived LOVED arabic music and dated three men, one from Tunisia and Morocco until I met my boyfriend in a night club...I honestly just gave him my number because he kind of looked sexy in the dark but I never thought that I would fall in love with him.

We started very lightly... we met in nightclubs on the weekends... the in his house... until I think we both fell in love... the thing is that I fell in love a lot more than he did... he is an alcoholic which I discovered until I already had strong feelings for him... his culture... his language... his protectiveness... the differences made him very attractive... we ended up living together... he never asked for money though we split the rent and other stuff ... he said he wanted to be with me forever but he did not want children... I had always wanted children and this was a real problem but I thought he would change with time...

But then he started doing drugs and more alcohol and I stood by him... we had a lot of problems and fights but we still loved each other... at least I thought so... I had a miscarriage but while he thought I was pregnant he acted very badly... he was not happy obviously... I moved out but could not leave him... he was like an addiction. After three months of living apart I ended up pregnant again... he did not move with me again... he did not help me with anything I did it on my own although he visited me and we spent a lot of time together doing my pregnancy... he asked me for a year ... he wanted me to go to Mexico and then he would go for my daughter and me to be a family again. He did not stop drinking..

After I had my daughter I decided to stay and he would visit us once a week and spend the night... no help ... no money, but he still said he loved me and that we were going to be together... he just insisted in me going to Mexico for a year but he was changing... I later found out that he was cheating ..he asked me to move back with him but then he took it back which was very funny to me until I learned that his moroccan mistress (and alcoholic too) moved two apartments from him... and I found out because two weeks before coming with my family on vacation to Mexico... I heard his and her voices arguing at three in the morning...

I dont know what came over me but I left my daughter sleeping and knock in the door... she opened and told me that nothing was going on... later on he kind of confessed that he was seeing her for over a year... that he did not want to hurt me... that she knew and that she was ok with it because she was also moroccan and that he was mad at me for getting pregnant though he says he loves her daughter.

This woman came up to me later to try to be FRIENDS!!! yes... the nerves on this woman I cannot believe... she told me that she and him had nothing to do romantically just friends that her exhusband and my boyfriend were friends but that he would never even touch her... she told me that she had a boyfriend... she told me that he was angry because I got pregnant but that he still loved me... she told me that she would babysit my daughter so him and I would go out again like before...

I was desperate to believe her so I did... but next day I found them together in the hall... she was putting on her robe....I felt devastated... humilliated... the funny thing is that he insists that they have nothing to do with each other... that they are just friends... I left to Mexico very sad ... I have been here for 4 months now... I am better... my daughter is one year old now and she is happy ... I have a job now and live with my family .... we are doing good... he still calls... sometimes drunk and says he loves me but I know it is not true... and even though I still love him .... I know its stupid and crazy you can love someone who has hurt you so much...I know we were not supposed to be together in the first place... our cultures are so different...I just don´t understand the moroccan woman he is with I guess.... she is ugly... she sleeps around and she is alcoholic... how can he swap me for her... I am educated... I always respected and love him like a husband...I was even willing to adopt islam as my religion.... Please tell me that not all arabic men are cheaters... I am still very sad... thank you

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