Every time I see these type of stories, I leave thinking more astonished than anything. I mean it's so much work to be in ONE relationship -- do you really want to be in another one at the SAME TIME? I marvel at the energy of these people.
Sad to see the same writings on the wall.
The ultimate betrayal to yourself, your husband and children (if there are children). I lived in an emotionally abusive marriage with a man who had a mental illness. After realizing I couldn’t fix him—I fixed myself—so to speak-focused in my job and kiddos—and then I met the man who makes my life wonderful. Would it have been an escape to have an affair? I suppose. But I would have been running from myself. And frankly, I’m a slow runner!!
The most important relationship I have is with myself. The quality of all my other relationships depend on it.