My husband is extremely unsure of himself and is afraid that I will leave him. How can I help him regain his confidence?

Love is not salvation, but mutual responsibility. When I was 28 years old, I met my husband through the introduction of a relative. He has a very boring personality and doesn't like to talk much. That day, in the coffee shop, he remained silent the entire time. At first, I thought he was not interested in me. Unexpectedly, afterwards, his family took the initiative to call me and said that he was very satisfied with me and wanted to try dating me.

After dating for a period of time, he solemnly asked me to propose marriage. In his words, the families of both parties are constantly forcing us to get married. Faced with the same nagging and worried parents, why don’t we give our families an explanation? Woolen cloth. In this way, I hastily agreed to marry him.

I didn’t understand him well before, but after marriage, his shortcomings gradually came to light. I couldn't stand his withdrawn personality. He wouldn't interact with friends for several months and would stay at home alone after work every day. What makes me even more crazy is that he rarely communicated with me after marriage, and he didn't even want to say more. Sometimes I tell him anecdotes about my workplace or my joys and worries at work, and he interrupts me rudely: Don’t tell me about things in my workplace in the future! I don’t want to hear it!

< p>In this quiet home, I felt very depressed. I use tenderness to create warmth in my family and take the initiative to offer my husband tenderness, but he is either indifferent or pushes me away very roughly, saying he hates others pestering him like this. He was also extremely cold towards sex. Later, I accompanied him to the hospital for a check-up, and the results showed that he suffered from sexual dysfunction, which made his sexual life unable to be carried out harmoniously. This result was undoubtedly a huge blow to me and him.

Since then, I have tried to give him as much encouragement and support as possible. But later, his autistic personality aggravated his "sexual impotence", and his increasingly serious "sexual impotence" increased his inferiority complex. Under the dual pressure of physical and mental illness, he became willful and violent. Once, I was about to go on a business trip. I wanted to hug him before leaving. Unexpectedly, he not only refused me coldly, but also said many unpleasant things.

In his unbearable curses, I began to feel disappointed in this marriage. I moved back to my parents' house and didn't want to see him anymore. During the days we were separated, I kept thinking about where our marriage should go. One day, my mother-in-law came to find me. With tears streaming down her face, she begged me to come home. She has always regarded me as her daughter and hoped that I would not abandon my husband. No matter what, we are still a family.

My mother-in-law’s sincerity touched me. As she said, love is not about saving, but about sharing responsibility. I returned home where I had been away for a few days. To my surprise, my husband was in even worse condition than me. He had not shaved his beard, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was haggard. He was sitting in a chair in a daze, as if he was about to collapse. When he saw me, his eyes first lit up with an expression of surprise, and then he lowered his head guiltily, avoiding to look at me.

Looking at his appearance, a bitter feeling of sympathy and love welled up in my heart. I couldn't help but step forward and hold his thick-boned hand. He was stunned for a moment and also In turn, he squeezed my hand tightly, so tightly.

That day, we talked heart-to-heart for a long time about the sweet moments when we first met, our expectations for our future lives, and the problems we must face together for the future: adjusting and changing his personality. Close your personality and learn to be a qualified member of society and family.

Later, my husband began to work hard to make changes. He was no longer immersed in his own little world. He would discuss things with me first, occasionally accompany me to do housework, and tell jokes to liven up the atmosphere. I saw that he was in good spirits, so I began to try to open up his closed personal world. I deliberately invite my friend to my house for gatherings on weekends. Although he seldom speaks, he will occasionally chime in when encountering topics that interest him. Sometimes when I go out to play with friends, I deliberately call him midway to tell him that he forgot something and ask him to bring it over. I would praise Wei in front of my friends for his thoughtfulness towards me, and it was obvious that he approved of what I did.

Gradually, he was willing to go out with me in his free time, his mood became increasingly cheerful, and he no longer avoided some affectionate actions between husband and wife. These changes make me happy and make me more and more confident in him.

It suddenly started pouring rain after get off work yesterday. Just when I complained that I was careless and didn’t put it on, my husband appeared at the door of the unit holding an umbrella. At that moment, he touched his head like a child and said: "Rain It's very big. I'm worried about you getting caught in the rain and catching a cold.

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I leaned in his arms, my head pressed tightly against his chest, and cried with joy. At that moment, I felt as if countless flowers were blooming in front of me.