How I argued: «on the day of my wedding, my husband's witness insults me in front of everyone else *

We were big teenagers, him and me. We met young, and our couple quickly became popular in the middle of the night, where we were spending time. We were cool people, respected in our little world of the Hautes-Alpes.

I got pregnant with him for the first time, and I had an abortion. Then a second time, at 22. He was 29. He didn't want children. But I couldn't get back to the clinic for an abortion, it was too hard for me. I come from a broken family, and I absolutely didn't want to replicate this model. In a fantasy way, I dreamed of an ideal family. I didn't have much in my life: I didn't work, my studies were at a standstill. I thought at least I could become a great mom. I started reading a lot of books about education, parenting …. He finally gave in. He said, "well, then, Don't have an abortion," exactly as if he had asked me to go and buy bread. He's the kind of guy who stops touching you as soon as you start having a little belly.

A door open to infidelity

Our daughter came in, she had some pretty serious health problems at birth.

There's been some ambiguity with one of the gang's buddies. I found refuge with him. He was married, his wife was pregnant. It was terrible, because I'm committed to values of respect, honesty. I was very unhappy. The relationship took a while before we stopped, and it started to get out in our circle of friends, but they covered us, probably because they didn't want the image of my official couple to be spoiled. We were popular and unifying: I think they wanted to preserve that.

Two years after the end of this extramarital affair, my partner and I decided to get married. To be exact, I was the one who wanted this wedding. I wanted to erase evil, go back to something beautiful. But, of course, this past had not disappeared, it was there, underground. The announcement caused a great deal of discomfort on the part of our acquaintances. My best friends quickly warned me that they would refuse to give a speech because they were too uncomfortable. For my part, I was stubborn, I didn't take their remarks well.

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