@Chowdah
Appreciate that. Essentially after the nightclub business debacle (my ex husband was royally screwed over by his business partner whom he had known since childhood), and to be quite painfully honest the business partner is how I met my first husband, I just felt zero attraction for the business partner, who did meet me first, and did ask me out, but after two dates I was not feeling it at all (I had no desire for him and was being polite to go but never even kissed the guy), a mistake I have not made since...and I declined him further and then of course I ended up with my first husband (his best friend) but I think there was simmering jealousy and animosity because the business partner felt spurned by me and perhaps felt my first husband had been disloyal etc. so he felt justified in screwing over my first husband (the business partner was IN the wedding as a groomsman, mind you). At any rate he weaseled my first husband out of the club, only to lose it to a savvy operator who still owns and runs it and has made a mint with it.
My first husband became depressed after this happened because he defined himself through that business, so it left him drifting without an income and without a purpose. Bad. Meanwhile we were already married and my business was taking off. So my first husband was a stay at home spouse and father and I the breadwinner for years (more than a decade), and we would STILL be married but for the fact that in his depressed state my first husband became more and more despondent, would not handle the most basic tasks of keeping up the house and yard, and was perfectly fine living like a complete slob. Meanwhile I'm traveling constantly for business and supporting everyone.
After more than a decade of this I realized I was setting a bad example of what a marriage should be, even though we were best friends and ardent lovers. I didn't want my son to grow up to be lazy (and he isn't), expecting a woman to support him, and I didn't want my daughters to grow up to let a man mooch off them. So I sat my first husband down, we discussed (and he acknowledged) the issues and I told him that if things did not change I would leave him. Nothing changed.
Five years later I left the marriage. Toughest decision but best decision ever. There was no cheating whatsoever. I did not have but one date (a dinner date, Ha!) the first year after divorce.
My children respect me and understand why things went as they did, and my first husband and I made an agreement that did not cut me in half financially but met his needs. Today he still resides in a house I own and pay for. My fiancé understands that this is part of our agreement, and accepts that. We are amicable and co-parent well although my son is now in university (my expense) and my teenage daughters reside now with me full time (also my expense).
I went into the marriage until death do us part but I was not in an equal partnership and I had no way to see that when we married. He did not handle major adversity well and that was an issue. The end result was that I became my first husband's enabler by providing a comfortable life, and he got more lazy as time went by. He is now working in education, so does not earn much but likes his work and finds it rewarding. So the best thing for me to do was to leave him. That was the example the children needed to see. Not easy.
My fiancé now is hard working, ambitious, independent and leads the relationship. I defer to him in many things. My first husband literally abdicated the leadership role in the marriage, and I was not going to have my life and my children's life go into the toilet as a result so I stepped into the vacuum his abdication created, but it did create resentment because I didn't want that role in all honesty. That was not how I was raised.
So I've had to shoulder the majority of the big responsibilities in my life and for my family. Fortunately I came from a family of origin that had me well prepared to do that.
I'm not perfect but I am grateful and I am blessed. And I smile everyday when I get to wake up at 10am and home office, get coffee or go for a run. Life is pretty dam good. I've made mistakes along the way but in the end I'm doing just fine.