Husband addictions - wife is suffering

GUYS! This wife sufferings may shed light on our dark room..
A wife story ::::
My husband of almost twelve years has been seeing prostitutes our whole marriage and even before we met. We are the same age of 33. We married each other when we were 21 years old.
He has been seeing prostitutes since he was 18 when his uncle took him to a brothel. I can't believe I wasted all my twenties with a man who was so addicted to sex and never would touch me. I wasted all my youth with him. He spent over twenty thousand dollars a year on prostitutes our whole marriage, with this year being the worst. He spent fifteen thousand dollars in five months. He never let me work.
I am screwed. He took out a dozen credit cards in my name and charged them up to the maximum. I owe about seventy thousand dollars in my name alone because of his addiction. He is an accountant and never let me see the bills. I am so stupid. Luckily we have no children together.
I spoke to one of the prostitutes. She was nice and helped me a lot to see the truth. He would take off his wedding ring with all his escorts and say he was single. He western unioned this woman money with a credit card in my name. Spent about one thousand dollars on her with only three visits. But she is only one of dozens and dozens this year alone.
Wow this sucks. There is NO NO NO WORDS in our language to describe the pain of my life and marriage of illusion. He says he wants to me to stay and he will change LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. Luckily I have no STD'S. I know God protected me and I am so thankful. Time to get out while I am still alive although I am dying a financial death.
Whoever says go-go bars are harmless and internet porn is harmless are fools. Our country is destroying itself from within. Destroying families one by one for the cost of sexual freedom. LOL for such a free sexual society we sure are whacked out and as unhappy as ever. I am mourning the death of my marriage and the death of an innocence I had.
Went through the scrapbooks I made. I am super sensitive and sentimental. I kept napkins from unique restaurants and sand from all the beaches we visited. It sucks. It is the worst pain of my life. It is just like losing a loved one. It does help to know that I am not the only one mourning in this life. I wish we could all get together and have one big hug and know that we will all be OK someday and the pain will go away.
I keep telling myself that I will be OK but I cry everywhere and anywhere at any moment. Getting my nails done I cry. Ordering a coffee I cry. It is a pain that there is no words for.