“It took planning a wedding to realize how little I really wanted to marry that person.”

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"In his accident, he never hit his head, so the doctors say he is completely bullshitting everyone. Becca decides to get back with him. She is now about six months pregnant. They are not married, and he still claims that he has forgotten everything...including the sex he had with another guy."

"So, when his parents made a 'second marriage' comment, I was thrown for a loop. This was a pretty big thing to keep from your wife-to-be. I told him to leave, and he swore up and down that it was the only thing he lied about. I called his 'employer,' and it turns out he's not a cop either. So I have NO IDEA where he went when he left the house that I was paying for, and I immediately went to get tested. Yeah, the fucking lies."

"I took all my things from his apartment and left. My family took him to Japan and so many other places. I bought him gifts, including a laptop. I left everything I got him and got out of there. He wrote a long caption on his Instagram about her being his 'savior' and even tattooed her name on his hand. A month later, I met my husband, who was my childhood crush. Every day after felt like I’m where I’m meant to be. We’re happily married, and we have a beautiful daughter together. The ex broke off with the girl he was with and is with someone else. He wrote the same long-ass essay on Instagram and added tattoos of their birth dates. LOL."

"I hope she is happy, though. All my friends think I hate her. I don't hate her, I just hope she was able to find what she needed. I talked to her for a while after we split up. We were friends again for a bit, but I couldn't deal with interacting with the guy she left me for because he was the kind of person that thought he did nothing wrong, when in fact he helped to push us to our breaking point. To this day, anytime I see him, I get urges to tear him apart, a quiet rage in my head that I ignore because I know it isn't worth it.

She apologized and tried to help me, even though I was pretty much out of my head during the months after we split up. By far, it was the hardest thing I've gone through in life so far. Death, I can accept, but knowing she is alive and well and that she is no longer a part of my life in any capacity is the hard part."

"This was causing more and more of a divide between us, and I knew that if we had gotten married that either I would've gotten what I wanted and we would've waited for kids and she would've resented me, or she would've gotten what she wanted and we would've had kids, and both I would resent her AND we would have a kid or kids that we were unprepared to take care of. I still miss her every day, though, and always wonder if I made the right decision."

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