CD is the miserable one, hoping everyone else is even more miserable. My first marriage in the UK didn't end up well, but had 2 kids and stayed until they left home; I might have stayed longer because i had my dream home, but the ex-wifes financial incompetence (and nagging) meant it had to be sold to pay off the mortgage. I just so happened to also be made redundant (at age 55) a few weeks before moving, and knew getting another job would be hard. Downsized, mortgage free and just enough income so that work was not essential. Younger son left for university 3 years later, i told wife to divorce me and moved to Thailand.
Intended having some fun, but it was short lived, as found a really good girl quickly (actually, 2 but had to choose). She was just happy to get the buddhist wedding and the promise of support, never asked for formal marriage. But, she quickly became pregnant and i was a Dad again. Then the visa rules changed, so needed the Marriage visa to stay - only had a modest pension which would last me until State pension kicked in, but not enough for retirement. So, got married as good for daughters future as well. Not regretted it. Bars not really my thing, not a big drinker. I had my daughter, my fish ponds and vegetable garden and computer to keep me busy. 10 years later have slowed down a lot, but still desire the wife!
I chose carefully, and do not regret it. She never stopped me going out, just wants to know where. Could life be better? well a nymphomaniac Mia noi on the side who just wants the sex and costs me only peanuts would have been nice, but i am a realist!
Only gripe - now my friends are going one by one - dead, left Thailand, no longer mobile. Would like a few new friends in my social life, but family WILL look after me.