This Viral Thread Has Women Sharing Their “I Married The Wrong Person” Tales (30 Stories)

As I walked down the aisle thinking “This is the biggest f*****g mistake of my life”. Pregnant at 19 I caved to family pressure to “do the right thing”. I had a stillborn two weeks later. I left 18 months later, two days after he threw me down the stairs and choked me. I realized it was entirely possible he would kill me.

I knew when he threw me out a week after I miscarried our child with nowhere to go! BUT! I’ve now been married to my second husband for 36 years come this March. He tells me every day how beautiful and sexy I am and how much I’m loved and appreciated. Definitely a step up🥰

When he threatened me that I would never see my daughter again and would leave for hours on end with her without telling me when where or how when I couldn’t stop crying from post partum depression. She was the greatest gift I could ever give him I knew then I and neither her would ever be treated like we deserved. Started saving money. Waited for his work trip. Enlisted friend help. Moved to my parents while looking for a new place. Got new place, new job, began new chapter as a single mom. Hardest chapter of my life. But worth every single minute!

After we were married, I would lay in bed and keep wishing I could “go home”.

I knew it before I walked down the aisle. I was too embarrassed to call it off. I went through with it anyway. After we were married things really changed for the worse. He constantly gas-lit me, demanded sex morning, noon and night, told me how fat I was daily (at the time I was 5'8 and 125lbs.), talked about going to strip clubs with his buddies. I paid half of the bills and did all of the housework. 11 months in, I was a wreck and knew I had to do something about it. I got my own place, rented a storage unit and slowly moved things out. I left on a Friday when he was at work. I never looked back and never talked to him again. He filed for divorce two weeks after I left and the divorce cost me a lot of money in the end. Worth every penny and I have no regrets. He ended up with a mail order bride from Bulgaria 10 years his senior and no children of his own.

When I realised that a male coworker who at the time wasn’t a close friend as we hadn’t known each other for long (entirely platonic for both of us) made me feel better about myself than my own husband did. Simple things like ‘you look nice today’ or ‘why are you being so hard on yourself?’ And it SURPRISED me. Not only treated me better than my husband, but purely that he didn’t make me feel horrible about myself.

It made me just wake up and realise that my relationship was an emotionally abusive one, and that I had been conditioned the think that the manipulation/gaslighting/insults were normal, or that I deserved them.

Once I woke up to that reality, i knew I was done. Best decision I’ve ever made.

Honestly, I realized 3 months after we got married. Then I stuck it out for another 12 years and put myself and my 3 kids through hell. Wish I would have been strong enough to leave back in the beginning.

When I would sit in my car reading a book for a hour rather than go home. Divorced after 8 months.

I knew before I even married him, but I did it because I felt there were no other options and it was 'good enough'. I hadn't been inundated with interest before him so I felt I had to settle for what was on offer. I stayed around for another eight years, trying to avoid thinking about wasting my best years on the wrong person. I eventually left when I got a promotion and pay rise that would give me financial independence (we had no kids - by choice). Looking back, we both wasted time with the wrong person. I love being free and he's gone on to have twins with another woman. We both got what we wanted in the end.

There were so many little signs that I ignored because I loved my first husband so much. It really hit me tho when the relationship ended abruptly. He forced me out of the apartment we shared so he could move in a (newly single) coworker he just met about a month earlier.

There were many signs leading up to this like him being on his phone all night, hiding his phone from me when he never did before, saying he’d go to the store for 30 mins and being gone for 2 hours, then calling me crazy when I got upset about that.

I didn’t know about the coworker until after he became so verbally abusive I could not stay any longer. I found out my suspicions were true when he left himself signed into instagram on my iPad and I found all the messages and sexy photos that were exchanged between them.

I had already decided in my mind that the verbal abuse getting to that level was enough. But finding the messages was the icing on the cake. I filed a restraining order and the divorce finalized in July of this year.

when I noticed that I cry a lot and we don't talk much. I didn't do anything because I was in denial

I'm just tired and grumpy all the time. Feels like I have an extra kid.

I kept thinking “why doesn’t this feel good” the whole year we were engaged. Ended up calling it off. I am very thankful I didn’t go through with it. Id very much love to be happily married one day. I had a hard time believing it was possible after that

At our reception when he barely talked to anyone other than his best friend and snapped at me when I asked him to dance with me...then when he didn't help with things when I was in labor/after our child was born...then a bunch of other stuff after.

It wasn’t just one moment. I had the mindset that I could make it work even though things weren’t working. That was even before the wedding. Overtime things wore at me. The things I tried not to let bother me were tearing me apart.

The moment where I had enough, I got one of his texts “we need to talk”, I broke down at work and just didn’t want to fix it. Everyone around me at work understood. Two of my friends were in target when I called and told them, they waited to tell me that they high fives when I was telling them. My family was also happy I left him.

The biggest lesson for me was learning that when someone is constantly accusing you of things, it’s probably because they don’t trust themselves and trying to find something wrong to justify themselves.

When I would be so happy when he left for work and so miserable when he came home. I had many online friends I’d game with and I tried to get him to join us but he was so socially inept and rude that I realized he was making my friends uncomfortable.

So I would game with them in “secret” while he was at work because he’d always mope if I spent time with anyone and he wasn’t there because he didn’t have friends.

I stayed like that for over a year but we called it quits 4 years ago.

It was after my 2nd child was born. He suggested she might not be his. She was 8 when I finally got divorced. In that time I tried everything to get us to a point of being healthy. He would put no effort in. Divorced in 2020 with a solid knowledge that I had tried everything. If I had to go back, I'd get divorced at least 4 years soo er. I knew it was over but didn't want to be a "failure". Society needs to quit talking a out marriages failing. It's not a failure to leave an emotionally bad situation.

I think it was a subconscious thing. When we first met I was 18 and I wanted kids. After we were together a few years I didn't want kids anymore. After I left him, I realized I didn't want kids with him. He basically treated me like a child which I accepted (he was older). But I didn't want him treating our kids like that. I think there was a moment where I realized that if I couldn't accept him treating our kids like that, why did I accept him treating me like that?

Every mistake was the end of the world for him and kids make a lot of mistakes that he certainly wouldn't have dealt with very well and made them feel very bad for it. I know because that's what he did to me.

As I picked up the shattered pieces of the glass table that I'd been shoved into. Since I was eight weeks away from delivering my second child, I stayed until my son was about a year old. Then I filed for divorce because he slept with my then best friend.

When my ex was pissed that I was the caregiver when my mil was dying of cancer. Ex wouldn’t do it, but was pissed when I did