I got married at 19, now I’m 35. I have 3 children. My husband doesn’t work, and I’m an engineer. I project manage the components of nuclear power plants. It took me so long to get there, and I’m really proud of my job.
Every time I meet my parents I want to cry because they think that I find it difficult to support my entire family. And my husband says, “I can find a job but I can’t make you stay at home you’ll wither. I love you, my flower.”
