Today I cried about the way another man looked at me. It made me realise I need to leave my marriage

Tonight I finally made the decision to leave. It's been a question I've asked myself for months, years even. But tonight my mind has been made up. I was sitting at the table eating dinner with my husband and children and my mind wondered to my works Christmas party a few days prior. I was nervous as I didn't know many people I was with, I was overthinking as I do that I'll be awkward or embarrass myself. Standing in the queue to security staring at the floor thinking all these things, I look up at the entrance to see my super handsome work colleague staring at me with this smile. Not predatory, not creepy but soft. Eyes boring into mine. It was like a moment from a romantic film where the girl walks in in slow motion whilst the man falls completely in love. He was completely in awe of me. And really truly saw me. In that moment in the middle of dinner I burst out crying, blaming it on being tired. That moment I knew my marriage was dead. It wasn't that I even wanted this man or even saw anything would ever happen with him. It was that, that was one of the most romantic moments of my life and it was someone who is practically a stranger. My husband has never looked at me like that...ever. Never really truly ever seen me. I cried because an acquaintance made me feel more loved in a single brief moment than this man had ever made me feel. That's the moment the last string of hope for this marriage was cut. The exact moment.