I had returned from a vacation (that he ditched me on, just didn’t show up for the flight) and said I had been able to have sex with people before our marriage and he was inexperienced. He said we had to open the marriage or separate. I called my mom and said we were divorcing. I played nice and sad, and his mom came and visited for a week and I told her how horrible he was to me but I just wanted to make it work (a lie, as I was trying to buy time). The next business day I went to a lawyer, paid the retainer. My lawyer said I was too nice, but being free from him was the best thing I’ve ever done. Once he truly threatened me with divorce (as opposed to allllll the arguments we had had for 2 years) I felt like I could finally breathe. That and he was a professor. We met when he was in school and as soon as he got a faculty position he became incredibly verbally/emotionally/psychologically abusive. Would not recommend.

It did move me to the Midwest which brought me closer to Kevin. And Kevin is the most wonderful person I’ve ever met. Alls well that ends well.