80 Stories When People Finally Realized Their Marriage Actually Wasn’t Worth Fighting For

I was initially attracted to him because we both had tough lives (not terrible but pretty rough, basically just poor lol). But I realized he doesn’t do anything or take any initiatives to change things when things are tough. He just wallows and waits for other people to come save him. I found it hard to have respect for someone like that.

Discovered her family is deeply enmeshed. Her parents tried to control every aspect of our lives - holidays, birthdays, summers, you name it, nothing was done without their say so. She refused to admit there was a problem, and I completely lost interest.

We were married in all but on paper.

He couldn't keep a job, refused to get his anger issues or depression treated, spent all his time gaming, and told me he was better than me. I was employed, volunteered at his church, and was in college despite health issues. He was my first serious relationship so I had no idea what a l***r he was.

The final straw was when he told me to abort our child in the bathtub. I never thought I'd be grateful that 25% of pregnancies end in miscarriage. I am grateful every day I'm not tied to him in and way.

Last time I checked, he was still living in his parents home and only ever able to get a pity janitor job at that same church. He clearly still hasn't dealt with his anger issues. When he finally got another girlfriend, he had her contact me on social media. I blocked her immediately. Good riddance.

When is realised I wasnt even, second, third, forth in her priorities list, and seen through the veil of just how toxic she had become. Been telling myself I was wrong for a while, but can see im not. And know what, its like a huge weight lifted off me.

My ex refused to come to my graduation from Basic Training, and in doing so, ensured that my daughters would also not be there. When I called her to ask why she wasn't coming, she said it was because we had been fighting, she wasn't still in love with me, and she wanted a divorce.

You know how they say that your life flashes before your eyes when you die? Well, as I was mentally gearing up to fight (once again) for our marriage, my future life flashed before my eyes... years and years of dealing with her s**t. That broke me... I just couldn't do it. I simply said, "you're right, we should get a divorce."

She ran up huge credit card debt behind my back. She went through bankruptcy and swore never to touch another credit card.

Five years later, she got another credit card.

When I found out that he had his 22 year old GF spend the night at my house, after telling me that it was over. He was 44 and had a 19 year old daughter. I had been staying with my sister, but had an attorney get everything ready because I didn't trust him, and didn't believe he would stop his affair. He was also an alcoholic. I moved my horse out, then all of my stuff, then called the attorney and told her "go". He's probably still trying to figure out how it all happened so fast.

She faked a cancer screening in her inner leg, and needed a biopsy, turns out she got an abortion and the baby was not mine. Yep still feeling it 2 years later.

Not quite a divorce, but told her I had to study for a test necessary to advance in my career and I would need to hang out another day. Got a phone call 30 minutes later saying we were done and she needed to see what other people were like for her sake. I passed the test.

I kept thinking that him staying meant that he loved me. Then I asked why his friend stayed with a wife while he cheated etc. He just shrugged and said “cheaper to keep her” and the light bulb went off in time to illuminate the final straw breaking inside of me.

When I found out my wife had an affair with my brother in law.

This occurred last memorial day weekend. I'm literally typing this post from my sister's house right now. It's so insane!

I planned a fun vacation with him and our son and asked him to take time off of work. For months he said he couldn’t remember the dates and I would write it down for him again and again. Then when it came time to pack up, he said he took the week after off instead so he could go to an event with his friends. So I went alone with my son. Instead of being mad, I just felt relief that I wasn’t going to have to deal with his anxiety and anger on the trip. My son and I had the most peaceful two weeks away from him and I knew that I wanted that all the time at that point. It took me about 8 months to get out, but after that I met and married the love of my life!

When she got pulled over at 11am on a Tuesday for drunk driving with our three year old daughter in the back seat. This was after 5 months of rehab that we had to pay for out of pocket because our insurance company was UHC.

He quit his job and didn’t tell me (again). He’s been unfaithful several time in our marriage so there were already a lack of trust. I just had this moment of profound clarity- I’m the sole provider, and I do the majority of the house/childcare. What am I getting out of this? I don’t even have trust. I’d be better off alone.

Now that’s all I want- to be alone. I have no interest in dating. I just want to focus on my 3 boys (I have 2 with special needs, one with leukemia and one with autism). It was so liberating to remove all the problems from my marriage because it left more space for the important issues my kids face.

Still haven’t done it. She completely destroyed my self esteem. Everything I do is wrong. She hates my parents. Doesn’t work. I reached a point where I don’t even care or respect myself. I love my job and keeps me going. I’m so much happier and relieved when I leave home for work. I know deep down what I should do, but haven’t done it yet.

She was always very religious, and I was, too. But she started becoming very fundamental with her Christian beliefs. We were struggling to pay the bills, but she refused to work as it wasn't a woman's place. And she forbade me to get an extra job because she didn't feel it was what "God wanted." I secretly worked a second job, and when she found it, she acted like I was cheating on her. She became paranoid about going outside of God's favor. I lost all my friends because of that paranoia. I started to get sick at the idea of being married 30, 40, 50 more years, and I fantasized daily about having a fatal car accident or jumping out of my office window.

The last straw was looking at my child and realizing that he was better off with a divorced dad than an unalive dad. That singular thought shifted my whole thinking and gave me the permission to get out.

She ended up abducting our child to another state. It's all over now, and I have our child, but it was hell for several years.

We were seeing a therapist that she picked. He said he wanted to see her alone for awhile. Six months later she is pitching a fit because I was not in the sessions. So he calls and has me come in with her. She starts saying she has changed and things will be different. He asked her to step out and his question to me was: "Do you think she changed?". I said that my experience was that people at our age really can't change. He agreed and said for my mental health I needed to get out of that marriage. I knew I needed to get out but I also had not taken the step because I knew how she would respond, especially with the kids. Him giving me that advice was what I needed. He called her in and told her and she immediately went back to her old threatening self. We went home and the first thing she says to the kids is "Your dad is leaving US!" Needless to say it was a brutal divorce and it was not necessary.

When she looked over at me in the bed and said; "I can't wait for your parents to pass away so we can own our own home."

She spit on me one day. I didn't react outwardly, but knew I was completely done and started making exit plans

She said if I couldn’t care about TikTok I didn’t care about her.

We had already been going to couples therapy on and off for two years at that point. But that line really cemented how bad things had gotten