I'm nearly 18 months down the line from deciding to leave a 17 year marriage due to the reasons mentioned on this thread.
Two DD, DH like a third child with BIG JOB (I earned more but somehow it wasn't as "important" ) and absolutely sick of keeping all the balls in the air juggling kids, work, house, school, finances, extended families, etc, etc.
The straw that broke the camel's back was my mother's sudden death and his lack of empathy and support. He just didn't get it, I was expected to get over it in a week or so.
It's been a hard time, I had to leave the family home in early 2020 as he wouldn't leave, he just moved to the spare room until I stopped being silly.
Kids have been unsettled but doing well now. Divorce rumbles on as he won't engage with solicitors. He is so bitter, says terrible things to the kids and somedays I wonder if all this pain has been worth it.
However, I now see his true colours. In a way, though, it makes you question your whole past. I can't remember the good times.
I feel I've got to show my DD that women deserve to be treated equitably. In some ways, he's done more with the kids in the past 12 months when he has them than in the previous 10 years so they ultimately benefit from that. Though the new Disney dad persona is hard for me to swallow.
I won't pretend it easy, I have days I find it hard going, wondering what the future holds.
The thought of retirement with him terrified me. All he wanted to do was potter in his garage, I would have had to carve my own life out anway, then come home and make his dinner and wash his clothes.