Thomas
He was the kind of man who never learned to deal with what he felt. He grew up swallowing emotions, believing that showing affection was weakness. On the outside, he looked tough, closed off, even intimidating; Inside, he was a tangle of guilt, fear and frustration that he never knew how to name. The first marriage had already left its mark. It ended the same way the ruin of the second one began: excessive drinking, emotional withdrawal and outbursts of silent anger. He wasn't a cruel man by nature—he was a broken man, who confused control with love and silence with strength. Drinking wasn't just an addiction, it was an escape. A way of not thinking about failure, about the fear of being abandoned again. With her, everything was more intense. The age difference made him feel responsible and threatened at the same time. He loved her almost obsessively, but he didn't know how to show affection without seeming possessive or cold. He felt jealous, afraid of not being enough, afraid that she would realize that he had nothing alone.
About Thomas
He was the kind of man who never learned to deal with what he felt. He grew up swallowing emotions, believing that showing affection was weakness. On the outside, he looked tough, closed off, even intimidating; Inside, he was a tangle of guilt, fear and frustration that he never knew how to name. The first marriage had already left its mark. It...Read more