59 Situations Which Showed People They Can’t Stay Married To This Person

My aunt took me out to dinner (I even remember the dish I ate and almost 20-some years later I still can taste it) and told me about the things my cousin was going through with her boyfriend… except everything she said was something my husband had done to me. Then she put a small pile of printouts in front of me and it was all the texts I had sent my parents and brothers regarding each incident. It was shocking. She told me she had a moving van ready and my other various cousins ready to help me move out. She had a few police officers there because my ex had a habit of getting very violent.

I found out I was in stage 3, thyroid cancer. It spread to my lymph nodes and to my neck muscles. He would not take any time off work to go with me to any doctor appointments and when I was hospitalized, he only stayed few minutes at a time.

I told God I'm ready, but if I survive, I want a divorce. That was 26 years ago. Good riddance to both of my cancers!

He forgot my birthday.

He cheated on me and I was actually going to forgive him for it. We were in the middle of buying a house(I was putting all the money down and in NYC!) and I basically thought I was in too deep and we could work it out. Then my birthday came, I was depressed and since we had recently moved to NYC I was very alone. My mom came down to visit me and we were talking about everything and I mentioned he hadn't even wished me happy birthday. I saw her get on her phone for a moment while we were walking through central park and within 5 minutes I got a happy birthday text from him. I knew she had reminded him. That was it.

Cancelled the house sale, got all my good faith money back, moved in with a coworker I barely knew (who became my best friend to this day), and made my ex pay me back all the money I had spent clearing his debt. I'm married to a wonderful supportive man and working my dream job now!

In the hospital room with my 5 hour old son her phone goes off while she is at a procedure.

Get to see 100 I love you and I miss you to her ex boss.

Yes I DNA swabbed my son. Yes he is mine.

I cannot begin to explain how much it hurts to see your wife tell someone else I love you more than they have told you. Throw in the fact I decided to not say a word to avoid post partum depression and harm to my son it was the worst 6 months of my life. Hurt more than my cancer treatment did.

Divorce is almost finalized. I went to therapy I’m doing well mentally and physically and ready for the next stage of my life.

So his friend, him, me (pregnant) and our 1 year old ran to the city 45 minutes away from where we live. Stopped at McDonald’s, he said he didn’t have money to feed all of us, so I asked if he would atleast share with our 1 year old, he said he worked all day and was hungry. So basically no. His friend was appalled, and said I am not letting g a pregnant woman and kid go hungry, and got us food. My ex-husband had no regrets… I should have left sooner.

I was carrying our 4 month old, walking away from him, and he pushed me from behind hard enough for me to fall. I went down on my knees and the baby was fine, but I knew there was no coming back from it. Unfortunately, extricating myself and the kids safely was neither quick nor easy.

...when he told me I had to choose between him and my daughter (not his). She and I moved out of the house less than a week later. I chose.

When he told me he was still questioning if he wanted to be with me or his affair partner. The next day I told him I deserved to be someone’s certain, not someone’s maybe and that I wanted a divorce.

When we walked out of couples therapy and she told me I was never to mention a couple of things to our therapist again as it made her look bad.

I remember the moment clear as day. We were at a goo goo dolls concert and having a good time. We hadn’t been intimate for a year. I thought to myself “if I just kiss him now we can get back on track”. The next thought I had was “ nah. I never want to kiss him again”. And so I did nothing and felt relieved.

It still took me 3 more months to really recognize what I was feeling but that moment was the one I stopped feeling trapped in a bad situation and made the first decision on my own.

He was yelling at me. He made me cry and when I begged him to stop, he got in my face and screamed “YOU LOVE THE WAY I TREAT YOU!”.

When we were in couples counseling after learning about his girlfriend (from her husband via LinkedIn) and the therapist asked why we were there. I said “to work on our marriage.” His answer: “I don’t love her, I can’t work hard enough to love her, and I’m moving to CA without her.” That was a pretty clear sign.

Wife went to dog-sit for a coworker for a week and it was the most peaceful my life had been in years. For an entire week, I had no stress and everything was in order. My ex was a very nice person but very hard to live with. We’re still on good terms but I don’t miss being with the wrong person. Alone is much better.

EDIT: I want to address the people asking “what made her hard to live with?”. I’m not answering because it’s not relevant to anyone but *me*. Whether you’re asking because you’re wondering if *you* are hard to live with or you’re asking because you’re hoping for justification in feeling like your partner is hard to live with. The only people who can answer that question are you or your mate.

My mom told me she knew she had to divorce my dad when she found out the markings on my calendar were me keeping track of how much they fought. I was in 3rd grade. I don't remember how much was recorded, but it must've been a lot.

When I was working with a domestic violence victim helping her find a shelter and realized I should be taking that advice myself.

My parents gave me a car, and it needed some work, and he refused to help me. Then he suggested I sell the car to his friend. The NEXT WEEKEND he fixed it for them.

I had a miscarriage and I cried about it. He asked me when I was going to stop crying...

When on our honeymoon he told me to get away from him in the resort pool. That he didn’t want any part of me touching him in the pool, not even to sit next to each other. Sad it took me 7 months after that to actually leave.

Not divorced but I was with someone for a really really long time. I found out the morning of our friends wedding I was a bridesmaid in and he a groomsman that my nana had passed away. I was also doing the brides wedding hair and makeup. I told everyone I wasn’t bailing but to just not ask me questions about it. I told him that I would like to not stay very late because I didn’t know how well I could keep it together after the dinner and during the dancing etc. we compromised and said we would stay for an hour after the dinner finished.

I asked him if we could dance and he told me no. Then when the hour was up I asked if we could head out because he had drove us there, and he said that he wanted to stay and go to an after party with some people.

I told him if he didn’t come home with me that we were over, and I was going to my parents to spend the night. I think because I had been a push over he didn’t expect me to actually leave. He said not to over react and he would be home in a couple hours.

Anyway it was 4-5am and he was drunk and obviously they dabbled with other party extracurriculars… he showed up at my parents house and came up to where my bedroom was. I yelled at him and told him to leave and that we were over.

I felt like I had the strength from my nana rolling in her grave that day at the idea of letting someone treat me this way for such a long time, and not listening to me.

She sat me down and told me that her "he's just a friend" had gotten her pregnant.