While many people “dreamed”, I saved. My grandmother always repeated the same thing:
“A woman should have her own money. No secret… own.”
How I became “everything” (no salary, no applause)
When Victor’s business began to take off, he asked me to leave the firm to help him “for a while.”
That “a time” became eleven years.
I was an accountant, coordinator, administrator, marketing, events, liaison with clients, the one who put out fires… and also mother, cook, and the invisible breadwinner of the house.
My official title was “wife.”
My real title was: Everything Else.
And he kept the awards, the toasts and the credit.
Change: When respect turned to contempt
One day he stopped consulting me on decisions.
Then came the criticism: my clothes, my meals, my “lack of ambition.”
Lack of ambition?
I supported the entire structure of his company… free.
Until one afternoon he said it, without emotion, as if he were ordering something from a menu:
“I want a divorce. I want the house, the cars, the business, everything. You stay with Thomas.”
