Please accept us as who we are

Hi! Last night I watched a video "What's your number". Oh my God. It was hilarious. I love it. The story was simple. It's about a woman who wanted to find a husband (after she had slept with 20 different men). She came across an article saying that if it is more than 19 she would be single forever. The number 20 should be her husband. So, she needed to find all her ex-boyfriends with the help of her sex maniac neighbour. This guy was actually a good one. When he knew that he was in love with Ally (the woman), he stopped doing that crazy thing. The most important thing is that Colin (the guy) can accept as who she is. She just be herself when she was with Colin. At last, both of them were together and later they found out that he was her number 20 (she didn't sleep with the last guy because she was too drunk). So cute! Well, when we can be ourselves, we will be happy with our life. My early marriage, I was not that happy. My husband wanted me to be the kind of woman that he liked (the problem is when we were dating, he never said that or didn't make any comment of my clothes). It was so frustrated to be in the world that you did not fit in. May be, my husband could see the change of me. I seldom talked to him or I don't know, he just noticed it. He didn't want to lose me so, we talked. I told him that I was not happy with my life anymore. It was so dull. Ahmad was so small at that time. I have a husband but I don't feel anything. He was generous. He gave me whatever I wanted but that was it. I felt nothing. Then, he tried to accept me as who I am. I can talk anything with him. I can wear anything. Now, I like to wear slippers (although he did ask me to wear branded ones, I just said no, thank you. These are better. I feel free). Shoes are too formal. He let me listen to my fly.fm sometimes although his favourite was Sinar.fm. He let me to make stupid dance with Ahmad in front of him although I did see him raising his eyebrow, looking confused. We are different but when he appreciates me as who I am, I really feel grateful. Last time, I just had the feeling of respect to him as my husband. Now, I love and adore him. Thank you for accepting me as who I am. Love you, love you and love you.