Long before the 25-year silver wedding anniversary, the first year of a marriage is traditionally supposed to be celebrated with paper (moving on to cotton and leather in the second and third years, respectively). But for some couples, the only paper they get to in that first 365 days is a divorce decree. Why people get divorced so fast might seem puzzling. How could the honeymoon effect disappear so quickly? Well, for some, the honeymoon was the breaking point.
What causes divorce? People on Reddit who broke off their marriages within a year shared their reasons for divorce, and tales of what happened to turn their wedded bliss into marital misery.
This list of why people got divorced in a year might worry a few brides- and grooms-to-be, but it also might help them be aware of some warning signs before they sign a marriage certificate, or pop the question in the first place.
From Redditor /u/storminmorm0n:
Had an emergency appendectomy. When I was [lying] in the hospital recovering she told me I ruined her birthday weekend.
I laughed, thinking she was joking, but she was serious and held it against me for months.
From Redditor /u/fukenhimer:
We dated for five years, but on the honeymoon we had a big argument over my liberal use of sunscreen. She refused to wear any because of "chemicals," and I liberally use it due to my ginger skin. We seriously argued over this for a good hour and she refused to even go into the pool with me because of sunscreen chemicals.
After a scuba adventure with her she could hardly walk because she got so burnt on her legs, whereas my skin didn’t change. She then tried to convince me that it was all my fault because I didn’t force her to wear the sunscreen, and that the honeymoon was ruined.
It was then I realized I picked the wrong person. After a few more psycho arguments (mad at me because of something in her dreams, mad because I didn’t remind her to bring an umbrella), I had to call it quits. I can’t stay with someone who constantly blames me for their own problems.
Luckily no kids, and I got back everything I brought into the marriage.
From Redditor /u/woodstockiewuvswuv:
[S]o many red flags. We both came from religious households, and his mother did everything for him, so traditionally he put all housework and cooking on me. He was very sexist, but I could have dealt with that if he hadn't revealed how utterly stupid he was. I knew him for 10 years prior to marrying him, but I guess I never noticed, or he hid it because we couldn't live together ([for] religious [reasons]).
On our honeymoon I bought a book to read in my downtime and he proudly announced he couldn't read books. I tried to understand what he meant by being accommodating, and he kept going on about how his brain refused to pay attention while reading books because they were not worth his time/useless. Like reading magazines are okay, or the internet, but books? He just couldn't be bothered. His brain wouldn't allow him.
I was horrified about how much pride he took in being so ignorant and... dumb that in my terror I read a chapter of my book out loud and asked if he could follow that. Nope! He grinned ear to ear. I wish I were joking.
I noticed from then on that every time I said a big word, he wouldn't know what it meant. I mean, not like huge vocabulary words, but 10th-grade words. I realized that mentally we were just on two separate levels and there was no way I could respect this man who enjoyed being so dumb.
I have a million stories about my ex-husband, but this was the moment I knew I would divorce [him].
From Redditor /u/Mister_E_Phister:
Her running off with a guy she met [at a treatment facility] was a pretty solid clue that it wasn't meant to be.