Men& Women Reveal The Tragic Ways They Tried To Save Their Weddings

It’s worth exploring every last option before calling it ceases on your wedding — but sometimes, there’s nothing you can do to keep an unhealthy relationship afloat.

Below , men and women who blog for The Huffington Post share their last-ditch efforts to save their weddings before eventually calling it ceases.

I invited him over for a romantic dinner and it was anything but romantic.

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“That[ night] was our last dinner and our last dialogue as husband and wife.”
“My then-husband and I had sold our home and my daughter and I had moved into a new place, but I still held out hope we could make it work and get back together. So one night, I hired a babysitter, made a delicious dinner( bottle of wine included) and invited him over for a romantic evening . During dinner, he talked constantly of ‘his new life’ and how our marriage wasn’t working — all due to me. I recollect him saying, ‘If merely you had been more appropriate at this’ or ‘If only you had been happy just being a military spouse and hadn’t wanted to build a career.’ That was our last dinner and our last dialogue as husband and wife, because I realized no matter what it just wasn’t going to work. We simply weren’t a good fit for each other.” — Honoree C .

I gave him my wife permission to continue her affair.

“My last-ditch effort followed a series of first, second and third-ditch endeavours. First, I decided we could survive her affair by patiently awaiting its’ objective. Second, I began to address my issues; I was codependent and resented being the primary caregiver. Third, I arranged to renew our vows in surprise rite because I guessed she was willing. For my last-ditch endeavour , I actually suggested she let the affair run its course and I would wait until it was over . These efforts did not make any difference; they were increased my role as a doormat in the marriage.” — Chris B.

I considered plastic surgery to save my marriage.

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The end came as I tried “therapy, dolling myself up[ and] getting long, fancy, nails that Id never had.”
“I’d describe the final years of my matrimony as aiming darts on a target that never hit the mark. Each dart represented endeavor: therapy, dolling myself up, get long, imagination, nails that I’d never had. I wrote 14 handwritten love letters for every day that I was gone on a trip with our daughter, complete with a playlist of meaningful sungs in our lives . I even contemplated plastic surgery, which isn’t me at all . In between, we went on weekend getaways and had long evenings talks on the back porch. It became clear to me that I wasn’t changing enough and would need to morph more to accommodate our nearly 20 -year matrimony. Eventually, I decided I did need to change but for my children and myself: I asked him moved away and divorced him. That dart ultimately hit the bull’s-eyes. Besides having my children, it was the best decision I’ve ever made.” — Clara H.

I asked him to take a romantic trip with me and aimed up going solo.

“I knew my matrimony was over the night before my husband and I were to leave on a one week journey to Borneo. We had been fighting all week( well, actually for the past four years, but it had reached a real point of no return in the last week ). I was counting on this trip to get our wedding back on track. We had always traveled well together. But when midnight approached my husband announced that we were no longer married and he was not going on the journey . The next morning I woke him up and implored him to go. He refused. I went by myself. It turned out to be an astonishing week. I induced new friends. I learned how to navigate public transportation. I went scuba diving and find thousands of fish circling around me. I bided out til 2 a.m. drinking and feeing fresh seafood with fellow travelers. When I got back home, I told him it was over.” — Julie M.

We tried( and failed) at wedding counseling.

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“I listened to[ the therapist] and did what she asked, and so did he but a few days after, we would fizzle out.”
“We had tried wedding counseling many rounds. About three. And by the third go-round, I didn’t have it in me to keep beating what seemed to be, a dead horse. The third hour we tried a different therapist. I felt like she was doing therapy right out of some book she read the night before. I listened to her and did what she asked, and so did he but a few days after, we would fizzle out. It wasn’t simply stimulating changes but grueling hard work, and from my end, I didn’t feel like my ex was watching all I was doing to help things. Perhaps he felt the same way.” — Laura L .

I asked my spouse to travel the world with me instead of divorcing.

“I returned from a business trip and sat on the floor with my spouse and said, ‘I realized while I was in Europe that our marriage is dead.’ She said she had realise the same thing. It wasn’t even in my mind we’d get divorced, though. I told her, ‘let’s sell the house and traveling the world with the kids.’ But we had operated our course. We’d met at 23. We were now hitting 40. Nothing could ‘fix’ it. It was better for both of us to fly. And we did.” — Adam G.

I overheard my husband telling our friends that the matrimony was over and pretended I didn’t.

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“I finally learned actions speak louder than words.”
“A clue that it was over came in a hushed tone on a balmy evening. As I sit on the grass of our front yard I overheard my husband tell our reciprocal friends, ‘Patty knows we won’t be together much longer.’ I wanted to believe it was the whiskey talking and never mentioned it to him . The last clue and negative quality I overlooked was the most obvious: he wasn’t nice to me anymore and didn’t want to spend time with me. I finally learned actions speak louder than words.” — Patty B .

After separating, the children and I moved back in with him and tried to start again.

“I moved back in the last hour. We had spent the majority of the summer after my youngest child was bear divided. I was heartbroken that he was missing the majority of her newborn days and milestones. He seemed distraught as well and vowed to change his ways. I moved into the new family home he had purchased us hesitantly and hoped he would fulfill his promises to amend his ways . That was in August. By mid-October, I knew things are still not going to get better and left for good. All was not lost, though, as we can now co-parent peacefully, and we work so much more in that capability. ” — Lindsey L .

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