Hey, Hey Waffle gang. I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more

relationship stories. And if you do love a Reddit story, why not consider him to like, subscribe,

maybe their notification bell too. Let's crack on with today's first story. Now today's first story

comes from TWA4.

And before we do get into it, I just want to let you know there is mentions of miscarriage

within the story as well.

So if you do want to skip it, then of course, it's totally understood and please do skip

the video because I think this will be a one video story.

And it's titled, My Wife 31 Female, Ask Me, 34 Male, to choose between my mom, 55 female and her.

I think I'm going to divorce her.

Throw away a count.

A little background.

My mom and dad were both orphans.

My dad died two weeks before I was born. My mom didn't

really have a support system. So we were just the two of us. I never lacked anything because my

mother worked all her life to give me the life I have today and didn't even have time for herself

to start new life again. She did all the little jobs possible so

that we didn't miss anything. She deprived herself of food to give me food. I had very good

clothes while she had none. I saw her make sacrifices again and again and always with a smile.

Frankly, I always thought she was an angel dressed in a human body. The only time she

yelled at me was when I was 16, when I saw her getting sick and working at the same time.

I wanted to help by finding a job, but she was angry and told me it was not my job to take care of her,

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