BuyerBeware wrote:
I was 23 (barely) when we got legally married, but we pretty much got married, as far as committment to each other goes, a few weeks after we met. I was 20, he was 18.
I think it was a mistake. I was young, lonely, tired of facing all of it alone, looking for someone to help me deal with all life's sh**. He was even younger, even lonlier, 1000 miles from home, looking for a way to get out of a dorm where he was being harassed on a daily basis and for a way to keep food in his belly, a roof over his head, and tuition paid.
I loved him then and he swore he loved me. I love him now and he swears he loves me. But we make each other miserable. We don't want the same things out of life. He's sick of my personality and sick of my sh**, and it's mutual.
Hey, I have a similar situation, but I was the one looking for a way out.
I married 8 months ago, and I was 21. We met on the internet when I was 18. He kind of has problems like me, too. We mainly married for immigration, and so only our income will count so I can go to college. He is my best friend, but I do not think we'll be together forever.