Sometimes in relationships, people just don't work out and it's for the best for them to go their separate ways. Sadly, people put up with too much and accept the love they think they deserve. But it can get to a point where someone has to draw the line, and that's exactly what these people did. Life is too short to be miserable forever...
Why She Got Fit After Her Four Week Marriage
“We had been together, a bit over 2 years. Bought a flat together trying for a baby. Got married in New York which was fantastic.
A couple of weeks later he started acting weird and was mean. Kept asking what was wrong. Got the answer ‘you should know what’s wrong.’ And then my best friend also started acting odd…
The stories didn’t add up. Both of them separately told me lies. Caught on and asked if there was something wrong too. Again I should know given no reason. Ex put his mobile in his underwear when having a shower.
Finally asked me for divorce about 4 weeks after the wedding. I had put 2 and 2 together (my ex-best friend didn’t take any calls and never given me any explanation) So I accused my ex of being with my best friend (which by the way was married to his best friend) he flatly denied it. Instead, he told all our friends I had turned mentally ill and was telling lies and he moved out.
A month later after almost everyone I knew avoided me like the plague, the 2 of them went to a party and made out and they themselves put this on Facebook.
And it completely broke my heart.
So I focused on going to the gym and working. I was heartbroken but was in the best shape of my life. The ex-friend had also started to divorce her husband.
They were together 3-4 months then broke up. He then apologized and actually had the nerve to ask to come back. I said no.
And that’s the story of my 4-week marriage and how I got really really fit.”
A Marriage Ended Over Run Out Toilet Paper?
“My Mom met a dude on a Monday and began proceedings to marry him on that Wednesday. All of us knew there was no way in the world this was going to last. But what the heck did we know about ‘love at first sight’?
He moved in with us shortly after the wedding that happened asap Essentially they got married as soon as they were legally able to.
First, he and my Mom had completely opposite personalities, and they sure as heck didn’t know that knowing each other all of two weeks. He went on and on about how she needed to grow out her hair because she ‘looked butch’. Then that escalated to him telling her ‘screw you’ when she didn’t want cake.
His Mom also babied him intensely. He was this 40-year-old man that jumped anytime Mommy called. His Mom wanted my Mom to sell her house and land so they could go back to renting one of her properties. She strolled into our home once and began telling him how she didn’t like our home. He needed to move back to her house. Now.
He turned our land into a junkyard because he was a ‘mechanic.’ He was a freaking garbage mechanic, and all of his cars were extremely unsafe.
He ‘gifted’ me my first vehicle. (Aka the city told him it needed to be off his Mom’s rental property ‘Or Else’). The ball joints collapsed, the timing belt was very off, and he left a full thing of oil next to my unsecured battery. Oh, and the driver’s side door didn’t actually close. The headlights also fell out quite often. I ended up thanking him, and then quietly selling it for $500 because someone really wanted the body. This guy was horrified when he actually saw how this car was put together.
It all came to a screeching end 3 months later because they ran out of toilet paper, and he didn’t want to go to town to get some.
And my Mom gave me trouble for meeting my husband over the internet…
At least we’ve been together ten years.”
“I Realized That I Had Married Someone With The Mental Age Of A 14-Year-Old”
“I got married young (19) and didn’t really get to know her very well. It felt like the right thing to do at the time I guess. It took about three months before the crazy started. We were always arguing and couldn’t ever agree on anything.
Come to find out, her parents spoiled her all her life and told her that all she had to do was marry some guy and he would provide for her and all she had to do was pop out babies. Well, as two 19-year-olds with close to nothing in the bank, babies aren’t really the best option. It was at this point that I realized that I had married someone with the mental age of a 14-year-old. She wanted me to pay for everything and couldn’t hold down a job of her own.
Out of the 13 months that we were married, she worked ALMOST 3 months. She complained about work and how stressful it was for the entire time. She wanted to cut off our only friends, people I work with because they swear sometimes (she’s Mormon and I’m in the military).
We made the decision to replace an old beater with a newer car under the condition that she maintain a job. That didn’t work out and I was supporting two car payments, rent, and all of our other bills on my salary. Just me.
She could never be grateful for a single thing and wanted everything handed to her because she’s a special snowflake and that’s how it had always been with her parents.
I could go on and on about her entitlement issues, but the moral of the story is this: date before you marry. It really is that simple. You’re only young once, don’t waste it on stupid people. The silver lining to the story is that I got an amazing dog and apartment out of it. I also got to find out who actually cares about me. Good times.”
She Cheated Before The Wedding, And Waited To Tell Him
“This happened to my college roommate. He met a girl junior year that our ENTIRE group thought was wrong for him. But love is blind.
Fast forward to summer after graduation and they are to get married in the fall. I am in the wedding.
They were apart for most of the summer as he was working and she was finishing school and putting the wedding together. We converge on her hometown in Colorado, the wedding goes down, big reception, A LOT of money dropped on this one!
We see them off to the honeymoon and I return to St. Louis to Home Sweet Home. 7 days later, I get a call from him asking if he can come stay with me. Sure. ????
I pick him up at the airport – single. At his insistence, we hit the nearest bar, and I get to hear all about how she cheated on him over the summer but went ahead with the marriage because she felt pressured by how much her parents were paying.
She told him pretty much as soon as they were alone AFTER the ceremony. Not at any time during the 7-10 days that they were together BEFORE the wedding.
She insists they go on the honeymoon to ‘work things out.’ But refuses to be intimate as she still has feelings for the other guy.
So he never returns to her. Gets checked for all the STDs – negative, and has the marriage annulled within 6 months.
I hate what that woman did to my friend…”
Tragic Disease That Left Him Without His Loved One
“I dated for a few years and decided to move in together with her roommates. The same year we did that, she got diagnosed with ovarian cancer which is why I am very angry at the sexist attitudes doctors have when it comes to women. If they allowed her to get her tubes tied like she wanted years ago, they might have found it at an earlier stage. But there’s no good symptoms or signs of early stage ovarian cancer.
We were going to get married this summer but her oncologist said to move it up, so we got married this past September.
She died in December…”
His Entire Life Story Has Been Based On Lies…
“I met a guy who told me he had been injured in war, which seemed to explain his ‘slowness’. One weird/terrible thing after another happened to him, we ended up moving in together after 6 months because his roommate went crazy and he couldn’t afford rent on his own.
Cut to a month later he proposed in front of several hundred people. I said yes. I wanted to hold off until he graduated (supposedly two years) and he agreed.
Then suddenly he tells me he has to have surgery to remove shrapnel from his body and he could die and the military requires we be married in order for me to make decisions concerning his health. I suggest we talk to the doctor together, he can never get an appointment when I’m able to go, he keeps pressuring me to marry him because it’s life or death… So I agree.
Four months and 6 days after the wedding I find out:
1. He was a special needs student because of mental disabilities growing up.
2. He was in the Navy and never saw combat/left the ship.
3. His so called injuries never happened, despite an elaborate retelling of what happened when he was struck in the head by a machete.
4. He didn’t have PTSD, as he told me he did. He was seeing his therapist for depression. After the therapist told me that, he swore it was a cover up because he was a high-level assassin for the military and they had to keep his identity a secret.
5. Everyone in his family was lying to me about him not having any injuries during combat because they were afraid of the government coming after them.
I swore that the medical records he had requested were forged when I went back to his first therapy session notes and the fixture had written that none of the events my ex ‘claimed happened’ were documented, including the machete attack, multiple bullet wounds and killing a man at a bar after blacking out from a PTSD episode… Psycho and done!”
The ‘Best Friend’ That She Messaged Every Single Day
“We had dated for a couple of years and were very much in love.. so naturally we got married.
Up ’til then, no issues. She had just finished studying at this point but she has this friend of hers at her TAFE and they were study buddies. I was cool with that. I was never one to stop my girlfriend/wife from having male friends. We had the day of our wedding and left the next day free before we flew out to our honeymoon to tie off loose ends…return hired equipment and pack.
We’re half way through this and just stopping for lunch in the city. She then gets a message from this guy and he’s asking for her help with his studies. She seemed really eager to go even though we had tons left to do.
Now, I repeat, up ’til this point, no issues. But something about her eagerness didn’t sit right but I played it off to silliness and let her go and finished everything myself. It was an awkward conversation with her parents though because they wondered where she was when I went alone to collect things from their house. My new wife off alone with another guy, the day after or wedding.. yeah that didn’t sit well with them either but it was innocent so…that’s cool.
Anyway…the next day, we fly off for our honeymoon but the moment we land, she gets a message. Then all the way through they were messaging each other every day. So much so that I had to say something about us being on our honeymoon…he’s being rude and a disrespectful. She saw nothing wrong with it though but I didn’t like it. We get back and things are going well, the day to day returns and we begin our lives as husband and wife.
The messages continue…daily. She even invites him over to the house one night for dinner and to meet me.. or rather, for me to meet him because I shared my concerns.
When we’re in bed and I’m being woken by messages, I tend to say something so she’s aware I’m getting annoyed. This eventually evolves into them hanging out without me around. In some cases not coming home until the early AM. Naturally, arguments between us are happening now because she’s crossing lines. Boundaries I feel she should understand, all the while insisting they’re just friends, however, it’s starting to cause a rift between us.
One particular bad fight took place because she didn’t come home til 4:30 AM and tried to sneak into bed. I was furious. I told her that she had to stop seeing him. She said that means I have to stop seeing my best mate, who just happens to be gay…she played that card. How does she know I’m not sleeping him on the side? I said fine…20 years of friendship but you’re my wife. If that’s what it will take then that’s what I’ll do. It sucks but my wife always comes first. She broke down in tears begging me not to have her stop seeing this dude. She insisted nothing was wrong and she would hate me if I made her stop. She’d end up resenting me and we might as well divorce now if that’s the case. I relented and let her keep hanging out.
It went like this for 10 months and many arguments later and eventually I asked for a divorce when she was staying at her mom’s after one big fight.
It gutted me and was one of the worst things to ever happen to me and took years to come to terms with it. It destroyed me as a person because not long after…they started dating.
All through this.. she saw this all as my problem and she was doing nothing wrong. I’ll never know if they slept together while we were married but I honestly believe they did.”
Leaving Their Child Behind
“We expedited the marriage because she was pregnant and I loved her already, so I wasn’t concerned about it.
I was working crazy hours so she could stay home with the baby, and our schedule started shifting so we didn’t spend as much time together.
She had postpartum, and started playing online role playing games all night, and met a guy who didn’t work and lived off of his mother, so he had all the time to talk to her. Long story short, she kissed our daughter, gave her to me, and ran off with him.
Fast forward over a decade, and we’re fine as friends now. The karma is time and lifestyle haven’t been kind to her, and our daughter would rather be with me and trust me more.”
She Needed To Leave Before He Hurt Her Even More…
“He had been messaging other women, chatting with cam girls, sharing pics, etc., while we were dating. It had become an addiction for him, so I forgave him on the condition that he got help from our pastor or the free therapy at the college. He told me he was and that was that.
We were getting married and I found out on the night before the wedding that he had harassed my girlfriends and had still been messaging other of my friends but they had been scared to tell me.
Out of pride I hid all this and still married the jerk.
Over six months it just got worse, of course, and I was done. I got super angry and threw a bunch of stuff (not at him of course) and he decided that the response was to beat the life out of me.
So I left.”
Online Affairs Turned Physical And She Got Caught!
“I married her definitely not because my brain said so… She maintained several online affairs in exchange for items in Everquest (which she hated until I told her to play for a bit to see if she really liked it).
I ended up coming home one day about nine months into our marriage and heard the unmistakable sound of her sleeping with a random guy. So I confronted them and he ran away. I told her I was going to go spend the weekend at my best friend’s place and that I wanted her and all of her stuff out by Monday.
I filed for divorce immediately and was then contacted by the guy she cheated on me with.
She’d been cybering dudes for months and using fake pics. She finally decided to cross the physical line and this guy took the bait. He had weeks worth of chat logs. He offered to testify in open court about it.
At the hearing, he said his piece, the judge looked at her with her best judgmental glare and gave me my divorce and gave her nothing.”
The Big Plot Twist Of Her Unsupportive And Emotionally Unstable Ex
“We were kids when we got together. Grew up together but in different directions. We got married to fix the relationship.
The day after our wedding, my dad was hospitalized with alcohol related things and almost died. My new husband told me he would not go with me to the hospital and hoped my dad died since he felt he deserved to die…yeah.
Well, my Dad lived and is still going strong and kicked the drinking completely for almost a decade now.
Meanwhile, my ex-husband jumped in front of a train a year AFTER the divorce.
So that’s interesting how that ended up.
My ex-husband had jumped into a relationship immediately after we separated (suspicious) and the girl left him about a year later. This was close to when we divorced so I guess it was too much.
According to his best friend, he had descended into what appeared to be schizophrenia, vaguely confirmed by stacks of notebooks of gibberish. His mother had the disease. His own father had a moderate alcohol problem and his mother was mentally ill. He had a good relationship with his dad, though.
As for me, it was difficult. I was not in a good point in my life when I found out. I blamed myself. I held on to that misery for over five years, torturing myself. I finally meet my current husband and he encouraged me to get therapy while he supported my mental health. I’m now much better. I get sad thinking about it sometimes but overall, I’m happy.”
Grad School Put A Toll On Their Marriage…
“I was in grad school. Her conservative parents hadn’t let us live together until we were married. We got married as soon as she graduated undergrad and got her first ever job. Her parents were also rich and she didn’t have to work.
She became a teacher and we moved to where she was teaching since I only had a year of school left. I had a 4 hour a day commute to school and was working full-time on campus, so I think I slept from midnight to 4 am about 5 days a week. Come the weekend, I would crash and recover. Meanwhile, she wanted to go out and enjoy life, freedom, her own money, all that. She started going out with her girlfriends, then a guy joined the group…
The hardest part was that I was in my last year of grad school and couldn’t devote any attention to it. In the end, though, I found out she was lying to me about trying to work on our relationship, so there wasn’t anything to fight for.
I think we’re both better off now. I know she married the guy and they had a kid, or maybe some kids. I remarried, I’m financially better off, I have a great son. I hope she has the same.”
Physically Abusive Ex-Husband Still Gives Her Nightmares
“He went through the Police Academy while we were engaged and became a member of the police force the week before we married. When we returned from our honeymoon and he was presented with all his service ‘goodies’…the guns, the honor badges, etc… his power-hungry, violence-obsessed side decided to make an appearance. He became obsessed with having his way. Everything must go and everyone must do as his plan dictated because he was ‘the law.’ This mostly impacted me because I instantly became his property. He was also a nasty alcoholic, which he managed to keep secret while in Academy. I hoped naively (at age 23), that he would reform with the new responsibility. I was wrong.
His favorite habit was to get drunk on cheap vodka and play with his service weapons. When he would go out drinking with his buddies, I had developed a routine of removing the clips from his guns and triple-checking to make sure no round were in the chamber. I would put everything back in place the next morning before he would go to work.
He had always been verbally and mentally abusive. I was ‘stupid.’ ‘No one would ever want me.’ ‘I was so lucky that he at least tolerated me.’ He enjoyed practicing his takedown moves on me. For reference- he was a 275+ lb weight lifter, while I am 5’8, 130 lbs. He choked me out multiple times to the point of losing consciousness. But I was afraid to say a word. He convinced me the I couldn’t call the cops on him because ‘I am the police. They won’t believe you over me’.
The straw that broke the camels back was a night that he went out drinking and came home in the mood for some confrontation. He woke me up demanding sex. I refused because he was sloppily drunk and reeked of cigarette smoke and alcohol. In his anger at my rejection, he dragged me from the bed and hit me. He had never physically hurt me before. He beat me until the only place that wasn’t completely bruised and swollen was my face. He was smart enough to avoid places that couldn’t be concealed by clothes and makeup. And then…he took his service weapon…and pointed it at my head. And pulled the trigger. Because I had removed the clip and bullets, his attempt to shoot me was a failure. Enraged by this, the beating continued until he exhausted himself and passed out on the floor.
I packed a small bag, grabbed my cat, and left. I filed for divorce a few days later, and never went back. My attorney stood proxy for me at the hearing, and I tried to close the chapter on that book.
It’s been 7 years, and I still have nightmares and difficulty with intimacy. We were married exactly 11 months.”
His Deployment Lead To Her Downward Spiral
“My marriage lasted just a little over a year.
I married my girlfriend of 4 years right before getting deployed. She didn’t have anything to keep herself busy while I was gone (job, hobby, etc.). So instead, she ended up getting into drugs while I was gone. Then, I got her pregnant during my 2-week leave in the middle of the deployment.
She felt so trapped that she had talked me into agreeing to give our child up for adoption once she was born (I was so blindly in love with her that I would have agreed to darn near anything she suggested). She ended up leaving me a week after our daughter was born, and canceling the adoption and taking her back from the adopting parents.
Long story cut short, she got back into drugs (pretty sure she wasn’t on them while pregnant with my daughter), had 2 more kids with whoever was her dealer at the time and CPS ended up stepping in, which gave me full custody of my daughter.
Not a day goes by when I look at my daughter and wonder what the heck I was thinking, and I’m so glad to have this wonderful, crazy, little girl in my life.”
She Cheated On Him, And He Learned Some Important Life Lessons
“My marriage lasted just over a year although we had dated for 7 years before getting married and lived together or 3 years. It ended when I found out she was cheating on me with someone she worked with. While she was the one that ultimately made the most painful choices that lead to the dissolution of our marriage, I wouldn’t be being honest with myself if I didn’t point out the ways that I contributed to it.
We got married almost as soon as I finished law school. She had supported us through law school by working as a server in a high-end restaurant where she made friends (we had moved to this city so I could go to law school). At the time, I didn’t realize how much she had come to enjoy the city we lived in and her workplace (she complained relentlessly about it until the tearful goodbyes started when we decided to leave). When I graduated school I was offered a pretty amazing career opportunity in our home city, so I pushed strongly for it.
When we moved back, we had a lot of friends and family in town and she settled into another high-end serving position. I was working a very demanding job that required me to put in 60-90 hours per week to keep up with my caseload. In addition to this staggering amount of work had a significant commute each way. Over the course of a year in the new position, I became tired, irritable, estranged from my friends and finally downright depressed. That said, I’m the type of person that will work myself to the bone if what I am doing is important to me. Of course, in her eyes, I was neglecting her and working my butt off to get ahead.
She didn’t realize that the reason that I was working like a mad man every day and neglecting my health and happiness was that I rationalized that it was short-term so I could provide for us easily after and that I got through every single day of it by remembering that I was doing it for her. But I NEVER. FREAKING. TOLD. HER. I’ve forgiven myself and her for the rest, but I’ll never forgive myself for that simple mistake. I assumed that she would naturally understand. It’s a terrible thing to have accomplished a lot of difficult things to be undone by simple mistakes.
Finding out that she was gone (this all happened very quickly) rocked me to my core.
I quit my high-end job (having done well enough at it to leverage it into a better position when I was ready to work again). I went backpacking through Colorado to figure out who I was again.
In good time the guy that she cheated on me with cheated on her (with someone else they worked with) and kicked her out of his house. I talked to her once or twice and got the impression that she was profoundly unhappy. But I thought about it and her happiness is no longer my responsibility and I don’t think I’m the person that could help her move forward anyway. It’s not that I don’t blame her for what she did; it’s that the only choices I have to atone for are my own and that’s enough of a burden without carrying enmity for her for the rest of my life.
All-in-all I came out the other side a stronger person, a more compassionate person, and a happier person. But not a day goes by that I don’t remember what that cost me.
To this day I still think with a few small changes, we would be a happily married couple. But life goes on and finds new ways to surprise you.”
New Stepmom Treated Her Teenage Stepsister Like A Baby
“My dad’s second marriage lasted five months. I remember moving into my old step mom’s place when I was a kid and then, less than a school year later, moving right back out.
I had a step sister who was physically handicapped from birth; she could walk very slowly and laboriously with a walker, but primarily used a wheelchair. My stepmom was so protective of her. My step-sister was 16, and my stepmom would cut her food for her. Like she’s not mentally handicapped whatsoever, and my step mom was treating her like a kindergartener. Which obviously made step sister hate step mom.
Dad tried to get stepmom to let up.
The stress of the poor relationship between mother and daughter lead to step mom and my dad fighting constantly. Dad tried to get therapy for everyone and no one would bite. Dad divorced her and she hated his guts for not ‘being strong enough for her daughter’, with whom my dad had the best relationship.
It’s ten years later and I ran into my step-sister at the store recently. She is doing really well. Graduated with her masters in linguistics and teaching some undergrad courses at the local college. Stepmom is single and still trying to manage every aspect of her life, but my step-sister isn’t letting her anymore.
None of my business I guess…”
He Didn’t Want To Be Around Her Anymore, And She Didn’t Know Why
“We were together for 7 years and lived together for 5 before he proposed – which was a total surprise to me, we hadn’t discussed it.
So we got married a year later. 7 months after that, he started withdrawing and acting depressed so I tried to get him to talk about what he was feeling. He said he couldn’t stand to be around me and hated me – then moved out two weeks later, divorced 6 weeks after that.
I still wonder what happened, we haven’t spoken since he called to confirm he didn’t want to do counseling and just wanted a divorce instead.”
Alcohol Will Not Solve Your Emotional Issues
“I dated a guy for five years, got married, and then got divorced 11 months later. The marriage failed because of really bad timing and alcohol.
My ex’s mom died a month before the wedding and unfortunately, we couldn’t cancel anything so we had this crazy month of a funeral and a wedding and a honeymoon. After that, my ex spiraled into drinking and avoiding grief in any way possible. He partied, drank and drove, yelled at me a lot and finally, chose alcohol over me when I told him I couldn’t live with him acting like that anymore.
We divorced and he went on to date 22-year-olds and continue his party boy ways. He later cut all ties with me and our dogs when he found out I was dating six months after the divorce (even though he had been dating and on Tinder and whatnot the week we separated…).
After a lot of therapy, I’m in a better place now. It sucked horribly, but I’m nearing 30 and I’m finally able to stand up for myself and I’m in a safe, healthy relationship.
The divorce was the worst thing that ever happened to me, though, and I definitely wish I hadn’t had to go through it. I wish we had canceled the wedding after his mom died. I wish I had been able to see how his drinking could spiral into binging. So many regrets. But live and learn, you know?”