My marriage is over. Gently, calmly, with no particular fault on either side, but it's gone. I am very fond of him, and I he of me. We both adore our girls. But you can't just stay together because of the kids, can you? I don't want to resent him or become a nun, a thing with a career and two kids and the TV on every night until we're 75. We're not in love; I like and admire him immensely, but I don't love him - we're used to each other and fond of each other and our lives are intertwined since our early twenties (we've been together fifteen years). That's not the same thing as real love, is it? Well, whatever: I can't settle for it.
So. I'd like to hear from any Mumsnetters who have made the break positively and without regret or rancour. I don't want to hear about the bastards and the screaming: I want to hear about how you used to be married to a good man, but it didn't work out, and you're still friends.
Too much to ask?