I divorced my wife for getting fat and not wanting to do anything about it. In fact she told me not to nag her about it or she will make it worse, when I sat her down, me crying, begging her in a nice way to get healthy. She also took me for granted. I was a paycheck to support her life, a maid, and childcare. I knew there was no fixing it and I left. The guilt over completely destroying someone’s hopes and dreams to attain your own is pretty real.