He didn’t want a weak, sick wife. Without looking back, he just walked away and found someone else.

As for my third husband, I practically took him in off the street. I helped him get back on his feet, supported him in finding a job. I worked hard, giving him half my paycheck, even though he never lifted a finger to help me. Then recently, out of nowhere, he told me I looked unkempt, old, and that I didn’t care about myself anymore.

I have been married three times, and each time I tried to be the perfect wife. Now, I’m scared of being alone in my old age.

What makes it worse is that this man is just three years younger than me! He thinks of himself as young, full of energy, while he sees me as a worn-out shell. I got angry, stopped giving him money, and immediately he started calling me stingy and saying everything he thought about me.

Part of me still believes a man should stand by his family and be the head of the household. But I can no longer tolerate this freeloader.

I have been married three times, always striving to be the ideal wife. But now, I’m afraid I’ll end up alone in my later years.

I’m lost and don’t know what to do. I’ve lived with him for so many years, worked, carried him through life. But who will want me now? Society forgets about older women. Or maybe I’m wrong?

Every day I wrestle with doubt and fear. I want to believe that I’m worth more than what he says, that I deserve respect and love. Yet, the uncertainty is overwhelming. Can I start over at this stage? Will anyone accept me as I am?

I don’t have answers, only hope — hope that someday I’ll find peace and the strength to live for myself, not just for others.