OP I gave up trying to fathom out how a 'human being' could be so cruel, to a wife they had 'loved' for 20+ years (you don't have IVF with your wife if you are ........ unhappy - which he professed he was 25 years later, the one and only time he ever mentioned what he had done to my DC) - the affair started when DS was 2 yrs and DD was 1. Without doubt, he had a midlife crisis (think starting to wear a Liam Gallagher bucket hat - never really into Oasis), and taking up running, when all he was doing was running to the OW's house, while I was sat pitying him for 'working late' again - in my head, for our own business, he was doing it all for "us" blah blah. I was clueless at that point. What I did find out, many years later, was that he was dabbling with cocaine. That would explain his explosive moods, and other aspects of what seemed like a total personality change, as he clearly couldn't handle the comedown from it. He was totally and utterly, vile. My solicitor (partner in the firm) commented that he had never encountered anyone as difficult in all his years of family law. (exH kept writing to him telling how to read 'Family Law' - except he was an engineer. (Actually, exH should have been a barrister - he always enjoyed a fight, always had to be right, and as he was super intelligent (not emotionally) he would have been paid handsomely arguing for a living). I'm not up on the most recent legal side of things but had ChatGPT and AI been around back then, I would have been researching every tiny detail to make sure I got what I deserved. You are really lucky to have obtained legal aid - that had stopped when I needed it. (My Ddad financed my whole divorce, with dignity. How that must have hurt when he had paid for our beautiful country wedding-he was not a millionaire, just earned a good salary by working hard and saving for such occasions for his family.) I 100% had the same worries as you - him living the high life and me becoming the boring, poor parent who had nothing, which terrified me in case the kids preferred him because of that. Roll on 25yrs OP, and if it's any reassurance, both my kids are thriving. I partly put this down to me having family who always supported me and kept saying however I felt they understood, but that I must put the children first. So I did, through gritted teeth co-parent with him. I didn't move away to the other side of the country after the divorce was finalised which I wanted to, as I couldn't bring myself to remove the kids from their dad. He threw money at them but wasn't an imaginative parent. I had a wider social group/friends and we often holidayed together. He always had to be equal to, or one better,, and it seemed he was actually a little paranoid about me being the more popular and better parent at times, so for example, if we went skiing (something he had zero interest in over his lifetime), he would insist on skiing a month later. My parents had a family holiday home, he bought one with his parents in the same county. When I (a lifetime animal lover) rescued a cat, he bought two kittens - never been interested in animals in his life and OW already had two of her own. I then got a dog. Same thing happened. As soon as it was mentioned, he got a dog - the dog he got happened to be the spitting image and breed of the dog I had had as a teenager, which he knew well. (His family had no pets). I then got a second dog. He got a second dog. Honestly it was PAINFUL - it's still winding me up now, writing this!!! So, going back to the kids; they are emotionally stable, high academic achievers, and in great jobs post Uni, and I am the happiest I have ever been in my life. I did re marry - that didn't work out for very different reasons and we are still friends. I live alone now with my beloved dogs in my final home, but its in the countryside which I always wanted, and it's the most peaceful I have ever been, mentally, in my whole life. I'm so sorry this was long... but your story touched a nerve so I'll class it as therapy!! I wish you every ounce of strength moving though it all. You WILL find it and you WILL be happy again, never a truer word has been said than 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger'. (a good GP and a few medication don't go amiss either) ❤️