A Man Online Complained That He Couldn’t Sleep With His Wife Anymore—Because She Gained 5 Kilos After Giving Birth
Recently, a man took to the internet to complain about his wife. “I just can’t sleep with her anymore,” he wrote.
“There’s no spark. I’m divorcing her. She gained weight after giving birth. It’s unbearable now. I married her when she was 52 kilos—now she’s 57.
I can’t help what I’m attracted to. Besides, I’m a good-looking guy—other, prettier women check me out.” The comments poured in.
Some women were outraged, calling it betrayal to walk away over five kilos. Others, sadly, blamed the woman: “Well, she let herself go.”
Some men argued that love means commitment—and that 57 kilos is hardly an excuse to abandon a partner. Reading all this, one story came to mind. A true one.
The story of Zinaida Tusnolobova, a woman who lived through war—and showed the world what love and loyalty really mean.
When World War II broke out, Zinaida trained as a nurse. By 1942, she was serving on the front lines, carrying wounded soldiers out of battle with her own two hands.
In just eight months, she saved 123 lives. Then in early 1943, she was gravely injured while helping a wounded officer. Her legs were shattered by a shell.
A German soldier approached her blood-soaked body lying in the snow. He kicked her in the stomach and beat her with his rifle. For some reason, he didn’t shoot her.
She survived. Barely. They managed to rescue her, but frostbite and infection had set in. Doctors amputated both her legs… and then, due to gangrene, both her arms.
She was just 22 years old. Unable to write, Zinaida asked a nurse to send a letter to her fiancé, Iosif. It read: “My dearest Iosif,
I’m sorry for writing like this, but I can’t stay silent. I must tell you the truth. I was injured in the war. I’ve lost both my arms and legs. I don’t want to be a burden to you. Please forget me. Farewell.
—Your Zina.”
But soon, a letter arrived in response: “My precious girl,
No tragedy, no pain, no loss could ever make me leave you. Nothing in this world can erase the love I have for you. We’ll face joy and sorrow together. Always. I’m still your Iosif.”
That love gave Zinaida strength.
She learned to walk again. To write again. To live again. She spoke publicly, wrote to newspapers with what remained of her hand, and inspired countless others.
Fighter planes and tanks were sent into battle with her name painted on the sides:
“For Zinaida Tusnolobova!”
After the war, she married Iosif. They had children. He never once treated her like she was broken. He loved her fully and faithfully.
Never left. Never looked elsewhere, even though many women at the time were alone and seeking companionship.
Because real love sees the person—not their body.
To someone who loves, even a lost limb isn’t a barrier.
But to someone who doesn’t, even five extra kilos is too much.
— Morena Morana
