Network users said why they divorced after more than 20 years of marriage

My parents filed for divorce after my father had a stroke and had to take time off work. For some reason, this would be the only way to maintain his retirement and extend his health insurance. Without it, my parents wouldn’t be able to pay his house payments and his insulin. Fortunately, the insurance agent was a great friend of the family and managed to find some loophole in the law that allowed my parents to live under the same roof, even officially divorced. It took about 2 years to complete the whole process. Today I remember my father’s words: “If the church considers us a couple, that’s enough for me”🇧🇷 © bumblebeesnotface

I worked for a law firm that dealt predominantly with family law. We once had 8 clients who wanted to divorce after more than 20 years of marriage. All the women were married to high-ranking military men and wanted a divorce because they discovered they were gay. They waited for the children to grow up and the husbands arrived almost at the end of their military career to ask for a divorce. I imagine these women must have thought that they had already fulfilled their responsibilities to the family, and now they wanted to start living their own lives🇧🇷 © AfghanHokie

My parents separated after nearly 30 years of marriage. It was nothing new, my father cheated on my mother constantly, and I think one day he just filed for divorce. I believe my mother stayed with my father because it would be too difficult for her to start life from scratch again. She hadn’t finished college and clearly had self-confidence issues. © thepettypineapple

My husband frequented strip clubs. He stole about $200 a week from different accounts we had to fund these activities. He even lost his job because he spent so much time at the club that he was late for work. As we had small children, I decided to keep the marriage, and we agreed that he would go to the psychologist. But it didn’t help. About a year ago, I found out that he was going to those places again, and he was still texting with the strippers. I did what I could during those 20 years, but I can’t see myself celebrating another year of marriage to my husband. It’s too scary to think I’ll be alone. I don’t hate him, I just feel sorry for him. And with each day that I spent near him, I felt like my soul was being ripped from my body.🇧🇷 © msscahlet