You listened to me crying and professing my love to you with complete indifference. And when I asked you not to walk away, you said, “Too late.”
Really, the burden falls on both parties in these moments. As women, we often believe that our lovers should just know. They should put together all the physical and emotional signals. They should energetically notice that something is off. Men are often shocked when their women blow up on them ...
I would spend all my time trying to convince myself that I hadn’t fallen out of love with my husband; that it was just a rough patch that all marriages go through. I would lie in bed every night telling myself that in 13 years, when my daughter would turn 18, I could finally leave and be happy.
Commit to telling your stories in faithful matrimony of the most polyamorous kind because -- let us face it -- we have many stories, with many layers, and each one is The One -- so let us just keep it hush-hush and get on with it.