You have broken my heart.
See, here's the thing, you two. I rooted for you. I defended you, countless times, against people who said your love was born out of an affair. You were my people. I loved you together. I remember seeing your W magazine cover and thinking that no more perfect couple could ever be. I loved the great things you did together as a couple. You adopted New Orleans, my spirit home, and you helped a hurting city. I will forever be grateful to you for that.
You have six gorgeous children. Think of them. Think of Maddox, Pax, Zahara, Shiloh, Vivienne, and Knox. Think of how much they wanted you to get married. Think of the fact that you'd been together 8 years before you got married. You KNOW it can work. Go look at the wedding dress your children drew on and remember it and them as a symbol of your profound love for each other.
You have been together a decade. Don't become another Hollywood divorce statistic. Triumph on the love you have - the love for your children and the love for each other. Get your shit together and make it work. Please.