Hi everyone, Hannah here. This is a difficult story to share, but I feel like I need to. I’m a 38-year-old mom of two amazing kids (seven and five), and I’ve been married to my husband, Luke, for nearly a decade. We’ve had our share of challenges, like any couple. But something that happened on our recent trip to Mexico really shocked me more than anything else we’ve been through.
A mother with her little daughter and son | Source: Midjourney
Now, imagine this: we’re in Mexico, surrounded by stunning beaches and gorgeous weather. I was so excited about this trip. I had planned everything meticulously because, let’s face it, as a mom, I rarely get a break.
This was supposed to be our time to reconnect, relax, and just enjoy each other’s company. But right from the start, Luke was acting weird. Every time I asked him to take a photo of me or with me, he’d brush it off.
A white couple on a vacation in Mexico | Source: Midjourney
“I’m not in the mood,” he’d say, or “Can we do it later?” At first, I didn’t think much of it. Maybe he was just tired from the travel, right? But then it kept happening.
We were on this beautiful beach, and I was wearing this new dress I bought just for the trip. I felt good about myself, which is rare these days after two kids and all. I asked Luke, “Can you take a picture of me with the sunset?”
He sighed and muttered, “Not now, Hannah.”
A white woman posing for a photo during sunset on the beach | Source: Midjourney
I frowned, feeling a bit hurt. “Why not? It’ll just take a second.”
“I said I’m not in the mood,” he snapped, turning away.
That stung. I mean, we’re on vacation, and he can’t take a moment to snap a photo? I felt embarrassed and confused.
Throughout the trip, I noticed him being extra protective of his phone. He’d hide the screen whenever I walked by and took it with him even to the bathroom. My gut told me something was off, but I tried to ignore it.
