This thread is one of the saddest I have ever read.
Because it reminds me of 'Mary', my mom's dear friend, and the incredible amount of pain and unhappiness in her life - and her lover's - because of spouses who basically had children with them, promised to 'love, honour and cherish' them, and then reneged on this promise with a 'too bad, I'm all done'.
What's the difference between this and adultery?
We have only one life to live. It is so precious and so short!
Too short to be utterly, completely fucking miserable because of a spouse who just doesn't see any reason to compromise, to 'love, honour and cherish'.
Imagine if, God forbid, you died instantly. And it meant you went unhappy, unrestful and resentful. Because the one you loved and trusted put their own feelings about everything.
'He's a good father'.
Sorry, but a good father is one who loves and honours the mother of his children, who makes her feel cherished.