When I first met my husband I told him that if we got married all I wanted was a little affair at the justice of the peace. I had gotten married once at age 20 and did the traditional wedding thing only to end up abused for 6 years. We met soon after my divorce. When we decided to sit down and plan the wedding I was expecting him to drop a couple of names he wanted invited to the wedding. He presented me with a list of 100 people he ABSOLUTELY had to invite to the wedding. I don't have much family and don't really have any friends so my list came in at 10 people. I was then tasked to plan a wedding for 100 people on a budget of $5000 COMPLETELY by myself! I didn't want to wear a traditional dress but every option I showed him he didn't like so I begrudgingly looked for a traditional dress. When I couldn't find a dress he liked, I found a seamstress to make a gown that fit what he wanted. His mother kept calling insisting that I add extra detail after extra detail to the wedding. Like a good future daughter in law I did as she asked. The wedding planning literally drove me crazy. I have Bipolar Disorder, PTSD, ADD and Asperger's Syndrome and I drank quite heavily to cope.
My wedding day was an absolute nightmare!!! Because I was not allowed to hire a wedding planner of ANY kind any problems that happened at the ceremony and reception became MY problem. I literally had the chapel coordinator hounding me for payment while pictures were being done. The caterer was constantly approaching me about problems with who got what meal and other issues. The DJ apparently couldn't follow my carefully written directions in regards to what songs were played when so I ended up in a 15 minute meeting with him trying to set him straight. That made me late for the meal. I literally had no time to focus on anything other than fixing problems. To boot my wonderful Jewish inlaws kept making trouble with the chaplain (we were married on Dover Air Force Base). They constantly complained to me during the wedding. Guests kept telling me what a beautiful wedding it was but all I saw was total stress and chaos. My wedding pictures were ruined so I can't even fake that it was a beautiful day!
The reason all this happened is because I had the misfortune of picking the only child of upper class Jewish parents as a mate. When we met my husband was 32 and had been in the Air Force for 13 years and had never been married. He has a history of picking trashy women who use him. I'm the first "good girl" he's ever had a relationship with. He told me that the reason for the large wedding was to impress his parents and his large group of friends. When I finally was able to process what had happened and get a prescription for Xanax I told him that I wanted a divorce because I felt VERY used! The wedding was NOT fair to me! His mother even told me that the wedding wasn't about me! He is completely head over heels with me and started crying hysterically when I started talking divorce. I told him that I'm not going to live a life where my job is only to impress the people in his life.
He's now started bribing me to stop me from talking divorce. He originally told me that he wanted me to work full time only. He has now told me that I can quit driving a school bus (which I'm burnt out on) and go back to school full time. He is giving me his GI Bill so I can pursue my dream of becoming an arson investigator. He even found me a mostly online program (every 3 months I would have to go to Kentucky for a week) that is highly regarded in the industry. Any time I mention that I need/want something, he buys it. He wasn't like this before I started talking divorce.
I'm starting to feel guilty about raising a stink about the wedding. But I feel VERY hurt! I feel like I was used and it doesn't feel good. It was supposed to be MY day but it turned into a way for him and his parents to showcase how well he's done in life. My job was to make up for all the losers he dated and give him "perfect" life experiences. Now he's talking wanting a baby but I don't feel I'm up for it. I'm a volunteer firefighter (so is he) we are getting our EMT certs together next month and I'm going back to school full time plus I'm dealing with my mental health issues along with a (stress related) high blood pressure issue and hypothyroidism. I also don't want to have a baby if there is any chance of him deploying because I will literally be left by myself with no one to help me. Being mentally ill and having a baby is hard enough, let alone having a husband in the military and having literally NO support.
I love him but I feel like our entire relationship is going to hang on how much I can impress other people. I want to call it quits but I love him too much. How do I get over the sting of the way I was treated? I really don't want to go for marriage number 3 before the age of 30. He has agreed to a "do over" but originally said that he wanted to do it at his retirement ceremony in 6 years. I said NO WAY! My day is REALLY going to be my day that day. I told him that its going to be 100% on MY terms. I don't think he really understands what a big deal it is for a woman to have her wedding ruined in such a cruel way.
Any ideas would be appreciated