My parents shock divorce 6 months before my wedding….I don’t know how to process it.
First time poster here…
So…I (26F) found out yesterday that my parents (51) are getting divorced and I’m getting married in 6 months.
My mom filed on Thursday after finding out my dad cheated….again (first happened 5 years ago when dad was going through shi mentally, I saw it coming from a mile away) but this time it completely came out of left field. They had just retired, moved back to the U.S., bought a beautiful forever home, and honestly…it felt like they were falling in love again. We had finally gotten our family back. The four of us were talking again, having dinners together, laughing like we used to.
Now I feel like the ground disappeared beneath me.
I don’t know how to process the wedding side of this. How do I ask a man I’ve dreamed about since I was little to walk me down the aisle when he’s now broken the vows of his own marriage? I’ve had my daddy-daughter dance song picked out since I was 9 years old: “Butterfly Fly Away” by Miley Cyrus. I always imagined ending the dance with my mom, dad, and brother joining us on the dance floor. I was planning on doing a king’s table with both sets of parents sitting beside us instead of a sweetheart table. Now I’m wondering if my parents will even be able to sit at the same table….damn.
What makes this harder is that my dad has genuinely always been a good father. He’s supportive, intelligent, dependable, and has always shown up for us. My mom is truly an angel on earth. She’s devastated and furious, and her family is too. It breaks my heart hearing everyone speak about him with so much anger while I also see him sobbing and falling apart over what he’s done.
My brother is currently deployed in a war zone and won’t even be home until a month before my wedding. We haven’t told him yet, likely won’t until he gets back….hes going to be furious.
Selfishly…I’m heartbroken for myself too. I feel guilty even saying that because obviously my mom is the one going through the real betrayal here, but I feel like I’m grieving my family and the version of my wedding I’ve imagined my entire life. I’m struggling.