Actress Stephanie March has opened up about her plastic surgery nightmare, a breast augmentation she admits she had partially due to her crumbling marriage with chef Bobby Flay.

March got the procedure in 2014, writing in an essay for Refinery29 that at 39 years old, her career prospects were dropping and nothing seemed to be going right.

“The other thing that was happening was that my marriage of nearly 10 years (and 14 together) was falling apart. And nothing, nothing was helping me cope. Not therapy, not patience, not wine-soaked dinners with friends where I ‘got it all out,'” she writes. “I could not fix it — any of it.

“I decided to try one last thing. And what I did next was exactly what you are not supposed to do when it comes to plastic surgery. I decided to change my body because I couldn’t change my life.”

The “Law & Order: SVU” star and Flay divorced in 2015 and went through nasty court battles. A close friend of hers claims that Flay had an affair with a singer/actress who worked as a hostess at his Bar Americain restaurant in Midtown in 2008 and became his assistant.

After the surgery, March reveals she was happy with her new breasts, “that is, until one morning in early October when I sat up in bed and felt a sickening wet mucus sliding down my chest. It was everywhere, soaking my shirt and the sheets. My right implant was infected and the seams of the scar on my right breast had burst.”

The saga wasn’t over. “I had a hole in my breast for six weeks while I blasted my body with antibiotics. I had the implant put back in. I had another infection and rupture on Christmas Eve. I had it taken out again. I had more cultures and tests and conversations with doctors than I care to recall.”

March eventually discovered she was allergic to the implants and had them permanently removed a year ago. She is now in a better place.

March, who is currently dating hedge funder Daniel Benton, says, “Yes, a new person has seen my breasts. It felt awkward at first: Those scars announce news about my medical history … He seems not to mind. In fact, he has been quite tender about it.”

She concludes, “I expanded my business. I said goodbye to my home of 10 years and got a great new apartment … All that I had, all that I was, from the beginning, was all I needed to be. And now, I anticipate summer of 2016 with great joy. I will be poolside, beachside, and swimming — and perhaps, in a more daring moment (with a margarita nearby), I will be topless.”

This article originally appeared in the New York Post's Page Six.