Divorce Stories | This Heart Wrenching Divorce Story Spans Years!

• Posted: July 1, 2009
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• Author: Adam
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• Filed under: Divorce Stories
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• Tags: divorce stories, friends and family, honeymoon, red flag, relationship

Today I present another amazing divorce story submitted by one of our readers, Robby. The original premise of Adam's Wedding Dress was to offer a platform for individuals to voice their divorce stories in a therapeutic manner. In return, others would comment and offer support. Thank you for you continued support of the site. We look forward to your follow up post Robby. Be well!

Yep, I was married early.. Well, not that early. 27. Middle of the road I guess.. I always thought I would be married and have kids at 24.. Wow, what a young man learns from Barbie and Ken..
I met my ex out of town.. Across the friggin country to be exact.. I spent 6 months there working and building a relationship I didn’t want to see end when it was time to come home.. She was it.. She moved out here to LA.. We moved in..
Two years to the day we met we were married..
No, I’m not sure I proposed.. It was one of those arguments that turned into..”Are you even thinking this way?”
We broke up.. She went home.. A few months past and we gave it another shot.. It was on…
We bought a ring.. Going into debt to do it.. Red Flag!!
I was going to be the first of my friends to take the leap…
She wanted to get married back east.. I obliged.. Tough getting my friends and family there. Those who loved me most did come..
I had 5 grand on a credit card..
Day before the wedding I took my grooms man golfing and threw it on the card..  500 bones I would soon regret..
We had an amazing time.. A day I would remember if it wasn’t overshadowed by the rest that followed..
We got hitched.. She was late.. Maybe, buzzed.. I don’t know..  No sex that night cause she was out cold..nor, the next morning, hung and pissed.. We met up with our friend for some crappy fast food.. “What the hell did I get myself into?”
Head over to her cousins house.. Ie.. Best friend.. After an hour. Or so I am called into the kitchen to face a miserable wife and her concerned cousin.. We have no cash and are going on a honeymoon that is a red neck dream vacation.. House boat at the uncles and all the fish you can catch.. Plain and simple we are broke..
My wife excuses us to the other room and proceeds to let me know that she is pregnant..
“WHAT????”
So much for the couple of years of “Us Time”..
What a shocker..
More arguments..
Very big trouble for spending money on my guys who paid they’re way to be at my wedding 3 thousand miles from home.. I was and I quote” a child.. So irresponsible.. All I think about is myself..
Well this played out for the next 6 years.. Always in trouble.. If I didn’t take out the trash, clean the kitchen, get water on the shower matt.. You name it.. I had married a new mother..
Time passed.. My son is my life.. My career blossomed.. Everything was coming together.. Our dreams as a married couple were coming true.. We could afford a house.. I was ready for another child..  Her mom had altheimers increasing rapidly..
I suggested she go home and spend time with her.. Our son was in preschool.. For the year she went off and on at a week to two to three months at a time.. She asked me about us.. I reassured her that we are married and I love her and if she didn’t go she would regret it and that could affect her life forever… “Go!!”
Well, well, well..

Well, she said.. I saw them dancing tonight.. Closely and she wasn’t wearing her ring..

Our time apart grew and grew.. We argued.. I was a bum..working 12-15 hours a day in my career and a side job to make it happen…what a loser.
She told me we should separate..
Separation means.. Stay married legally and sleep with other people right?
I didn’t agree…
Two months past..
Thanksgiving came.. I couldn’t be with them because of work.. I called and called.. The whole family all weekend had a reason she nor my son could come to the phone..
Three days before Christmas they were finally coming home.. The house looked great.. Flowers and clean bathrooms.. I was trying hard and expected a great reunion..
Instead, the night before I came home to a message on the machine from a woman whose voice I had never heard before asking me to call her and if I knew where my wife was..
Strange and unnerving I dialed back.. She proceeded to ask me about a guy.. If I knew him.. “Yes, that’s her brothers boss”
Well, she said.. I saw them dancing tonight.. Closely and she wasn’t wearing her ring..
Who are you? I asked
I can’t tell you.. She says..
His wife?
Silence..
I still don’t know to this day..
I called the house.. Everyone started to lie.. She wouldn’t get on the phone til I had her nailed..
They came home the next day..
My life changed forever that day..
I asked her more about it..
They are “friends”
She needed support.. “Its been hard”
She spent about 2 hours on the phone directly in the middle of all this so I started to snoop..
Firstly the computer where I found emails.. Love letters to be exact..
Then credit cards.. Charges at Victoria Secret far away from where they were suppose to be Thanksgiving weekend..
Oh yes, the purse.. Where I found to plane tickets with her name and his on it Thanksgiving weekend..
Guess the family was wrong.. They weren’t at the mall when I called… Simple mistake.. Mall/outta town with lover.. Hmmm….same difference..
So I confronted her and she denied traveling. That weekend and actually cursed me for questioning her.. Typical..
I flopped the tickets down and asked ” Well then what are these?”
Silence and walk away..
We are friends.. F you!!!!!
Wow!!!
I wanted blood.. Him her anyone.. 2 hours at the driving range and an hour of batting cages and driving around with road rage kept me out of jail.. Whew!
I moved out shortly after..

I will continue the rest and where we are today..
My son is now 13 and doing amazing..  Two stories to how it has transpired..
I will leave with this for now though..
We were official in September and she was married to her “friend” the following Mothers day.. Yes, Mothers day.. Really??
I congratulated her on finding a best friend to marry.. That’s what it is about..
Kudos, they have been married a year longer than we were and have two young children..
Oh did I forget to mention that when she went home at first she was pregnant and had a miscarriage.. My fault..
The mystery lady on the phone knew about it by the way and suggested it wasn’t mine..
Makes sense.. We had only slept together once in about 10 months..

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