Way back in the 70's, my father was so stressed he had a heart attack at age 47 and never really worked another day in his life.
You see, my mother was given the 4500 sq ft house which my dad still had to pay for, she got the 2 younger boys and a righteous alimony/child support payment. The total of which was beyond my father's earnings. He never recovered from the heart attack, and was a shell of a man from then on.
He commuted by train, from Wilton, CT to NYC every day (a very long ride). 6AM into the city, 8PM arrival back home. But somehow, the courts believed he should live in squalor, while this was to be his burden, even as those he supported did nothing.
The heart attack ended that situation. He still lived in absolute squalor until I got him to FL, but at least paid no more. He and I remained very close until he died.
So, in some way, your thread moved me. I am not devoid of empathy, far from it.