I said we needed to spend at least one evening a week and one afternoon or evening a weekend together if he wanted this marriage to work. He said I was “unreasonsble” — and went out yet again with his drinking buddies.
Aftermath: I’m way less lonely now that I’m alone.
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I knew it was over when he showed up at a dinner party I was invited to WITHOUT me and got so drunk that my friends called me to complain. 2 months later, I came back to school from a bad weekend home, and he dumped me after 5 minutes. His friends (who helped hook us up) talked him into it (while drinking), saying we were “too serious”. They were all engaged to be married
Aftermath: Some months later, I was leaving the dorm to go out (dressed just a shade punk), and ended up holding the door open for a couple in Armani suits. His parents asked who I was. He claimed to not know.
My husband at the time said, “I can’t do this anymore.” We got into a fight about having a baby (I wanted to and he didn’t), and he cheated and got the girl pregnant right after.
Aftermath: I have since remarried a wonderful man and just had a beautiful baby boy. But part of me wants to know what happened and why he hurt me like that.
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I should have known it was over after I bought myself a very expensive Christmas present and he offered to pay me for it so he wouldn’t have to go buy me something himself.
I should have known it was over when talking about getting married he said “Why not? If it doesn’t work, we’ll just get a divorce.”
It WAS over when, after moving to another state for him and having a hard time adjusting, he said “If you’re so miserable here, just go home.” We were married.
—Better Off Without Him
Aftermath: Two days later, I was packed and driving home. He told his family that he was coming to see me to get back. He was coming to see the girl he had started sleeping with before we had moved. She ended up knocked up. He ended up stuck with her. They deserve each other.
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It started as co-workers, then roommates, then occasional sex. Eventually, we lived as a family and I thought of her daughter as my own. One night I brought up (the lack of) oral sex and she told me she only did that with someone she was in love with. Ouch.
Aftermath: I left her when she went to see her parents out-of-state. She came home to an empty house and I never looked back.
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