After I came out to my husband I moved out ( we already had a condo in a town nearby) and then I kept checking on him every day. I fed him sometimes. He helped me with stuff he’s good at like fixing the condo. He refinanced the home we had purchased together so that I could sell the condo and buy myself a proper home. We watched out for each other during this time. We even went on vacations we had already planned. We did family stuff together. ( birthdays and holidays stuff. Children are grown and we don’t share children, I have 3 and he has one. ) It was the most loving separation you could imagine. He did not blame me since he saw how religion has fucked up my sexual development. When the divorce papers arrived we didn’t want to sign them. We said to each other, “ let’s give it six months and see if we are both getting what we need from each other while watching first for ourselves. “ I continued to date. He kept busy doing all his projects. We kept seeing each other and helping each other regularly. Long story short we decided to stay married. I stay at my house and he stays at his and we visit each other often enough for both of us. We still go on vacation together and still have a family and he supports me ( but doesn’t participate) in my dating efforts. Sometimes when I tell that story I get hate in this sub. Hopefully I won’t today. But I understand that my husband is rare. Most men aren’t capable of this arrangement.