I Left My Fiancé at the Altar Over a Last-Minute Prenup Demand

I had spent years building a life with him, but he slowly seemed to drift apart from me. We raised kids together, celebrated holidays, and supported each other through tough times, or so I thought. I never imagined the man of my dreams would walk away from all that for someone who barely knew him. But instead of falling apart, I decided to take control.
Hi Bright Side readers! I’m at a really delicate point in my life, and I’d like to talk to someone. So, here is my story. We’ve been married for 15 years and have 3 kids. I have always put my husband’s needs before mine, dealt with his mood swings, and paid off his debt. Lately, he’s been acting distant. When I asked him what was wrong, he simply said “nothing”. But I could never shake the feeling that something was wrong.
Like any other day, he came home late and acted distant. I asked him if everything was okay, and that’s when he suddenly got furious. Without warning, he demanded we get a divorce. My world fell apart, and I froze. I just couldn’t believe what I was hearing, even though it was what I had secretly feared. When I begged him to tell me why, he looked right at me and said the cruelest words, throwing away our 15 years of togetherness in a second.
“It’s because you are always busy with the kids! You barely have any time for me or even yourself. And when you do, you still talk about the kids. You used to be the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on, so adventurous, but not anymore! You’ve let yourself go, and I cannot waste the rest of my years waiting for you to pick yourself up...I’ve met someone else...”
I felt numb. How could someone be so cruel? Not only did he cheat on me, but he also had no remorse. While I sat there processing all of this, my husband packed a bag and left.
I didn’t expect things to get even worse for me, but well, they did. After my husband left without looking back, I tried to come to terms with everything. I was falling apart, but I had to stay strong for my children. The first few weeks were so hard. I cried a lot. I didn’t sleep much. Every corner of the house reminded me of him. But slowly, I started to feel better. I focused on myself, something I hadn’t done in years.
I joined a local fitness class, started eating healthy, and even got a fresh haircut. I reconnected with old friends and said yes to things I had always put off. For the first time in a long time, I was living for me. But then, one day, near my fitness class, I ran into a familiar face I hadn’t seen in a while...
I was talking with a new friend I made there after our session, and suddenly she went, “Oh, there she comes, the homewrecker”. I turned around and saw Annie, our old babysitter. She saw me and felt visibly uncomfortable. She quickly moved past me without making eye contact. “Homewrecker? That’s my old babysitter”, I told my friend. That’s when she spilled the tea and shared that Annie has quite the reputation of flirting with married men, and recently she’s been hanging out with a much older guy. And well, within minutes while we were talking, I saw my husband’s car roll up and Annie got in.
I decided I needed to teach my husband a lesson to finally close this miserable chapter and move on. I shared with my friends, new and old, people in my therapy group, and fitness class, about what happened. Most of them are parents and feel for me. Not only was Annie kicked out as a babysitter by many, but word also reached my husband’s coworkers, and they started treating him differently.
Then the most karmaic thing happened. Yesterday, my husband showed up unannounced, looking defeated. He told me the babysitter left him for a rich man. He wanted a shoulder to lean on, but I asked him to leave. My MIL called me later and asked me to reconsider our relationship for the sake of the kids, and that my husband was only “swayed” but his heart lies with me, and he regrets leaving me. What should I do?
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