I married a person family members felt was right for me. Even he was pressured by family into marrying me. I didn't have any romantic feelings towards him because I remember playing with him growing up, and I considered him to be like an older brother. After marriage, things got worse because his family members were toxic, and he was also unsupportive towards me. We were also incompatible and hardly saw eye to eye. Despite that, we stayed together because of the kids. Fast-forward a couple of years and a couple of kids later, we stayed together for the sake of the children and because we realized that no one was going to be perfect as a partner; there is no such thing as an ideal partner. You just have to make it work!
I got married because I felt trapped. I had no family support system, and my spouse's parents loved me. But he was violent and controlling, and when I tried to leave, he forbade me from taking my car. I went to the bouquet-making party with his many aunts and lied about why my face was bruised, saying I tripped over the cat. It took me five times to leave him for good, and there was a nasty custody battle.
When my child was 22, she was not being treated for schizophrenia, and he took her out drinking. He was pulled over, and she jumped out of his car, scared of the police and the lights, and ran into a private lawn. The second trooper jumped the curb, pursued her with his vehicle, and when she tripped and fell, he ran over her head.
My child lived to be 22, and I hold him even more responsible than the cop who killed her.
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