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ERVICE good reasons. My rules were simple, they were: (1) I was always right, and (2) If you didn't understand, check out rule number one. Sometimes, I would become mad and throw things around, but my husband never took it seriously because he knew that he would not end up getting hurt. He would shake his head and say: "Huh! Why are you so cruel? Women are all the same." After that, he would turn to me and ask: "Do you feel better now? Can you stop being so crazy?" Another problem that I faced was jealousy. I was a very jealous and possessive person by nature. I was suspicious of my husband's whereabouts, even though I knew that he would leave the house for work from seven in the morning and return at about ten at night every day. If he returned home later than ten at night, I would interrogate him immediately. This became our marital problem as he always claimed that he was not involved in anything other than his work. Ever since we got married, I had been suspicious of my husband's actions every single day. Whenever I complained at night, he would already have fallen asleep. In the end, I had to stay awake alone in bed and wait for him to wake up the next morning in order to express how I really felt. But in the end, he would usually have a good sleep while I was the only one who was all stressed out. One day, I decided to find a way to spy on him and find out why he kept returning home so late. I laid out many plans so that I could discover the truth. One fine morning, I told him that I would like to work at his company. Indeed, I had a hidden agenda that he was not aware of. His company was recruiting new employees then and I took the opportunity to apply for a position there. In the beginning, my husband did not want me to go because he knew my character very well. At work, I followed him closely and my jealousy grew. I caused trouble and suffered as a result. Interestingly, my husband was never affected. He laughed and felt proud that I got jealous because it meant that I loved him a lot. Despite my husband telling me repeatedly to let go of those ill thoughts, I grew anxious and eventually suffered from insomnia. PDF created with pdfFactory Pro trial version www.pdffactory.com