I was with my ex for 5 years when we married. I was 21, he was 27. It hadnt been a happy relationship for the last two years of it at least...but we'd been together so long, I'd put up with a lot already, too much invested, loved his DD like my own, lived together for ages, had cats
a mortgage, loads of stuff would need to be split, he wouldnt let me leave him, he loved me in his own way
no confidence to leave, no one else would have me.....i could go on and on...
We got married, i was like you OP, put all my feelings down to nerves/stress of it all. Hated every second, thank god my mates were there to get me through it (who he hated as they were all the lads Id know since nursery!)
We waited a week to go on honeymoon, Mexico, Id wanted to go there forever! At the airport i sat across from him and all I could think was 'id rather be here with anyone else in the world than you'.
We were there two weeks, i spent half of it on the phone to my mates, the other half out on my own. A week after we returned i ended it. We were both seeing other people in days. HE still hates me because i ended it, even though he didnt want to be with anyway! We were married for just over a month. We could have had an anulment (sp) but he wouldnt agree. We were officailly married for two years by the time he would sign the papers. Fucker!
Im 27 now, two kids with my DDDDDDDDH who is fabulous. There is life after I promise, if you're not happy dont waste anymore time, its too precious 