I (24f) am divorcing my husband (22m) after just over two years of marriage.
I never thought I’d be getting a divorce at 24, but looking back at the timeline of my relationship with my husband, it isn’t surprising that we have decided to separate. He’s cheated on me, treated me like dirt, let his parents disrespect me, and let us get into financial turmoil by being unemployed on multiple occasions. He let me think that I was the crazy one for being paranoid about the cheating. He ruined sex for me by initiating it when I didn’t want it. I stayed for as long as I did because I desperately wanted the relationship to work despite all of this.
At the end of November I finally had enough and moved back into my mom’s house, and I have been so much happier ever since. My husband has barely even tried to reach out, and when I told him I would be filing for divorce, his main concern was whether we would still get to… hang out, to which I said of course not. I filed last Monday, and it feels like a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.