I think the payback to being the most responsible, mature spouse in the marriage is you're also the most vulerable. You do the right thing and the spouse who hasn't gwoen, hasn't done the work violates or leaves the marriage for instant gratification.

Having an affairs is easier for some people than growing up. Culture makes it easy because "Hey, everybody is doing it." I've never cheated though I've wondered about it, passingly. But it made me feel unwashed and shameful. I frankly could not betray my family in such a way. It's not worth it. You cheat. You roll around in the sack and then what do you have? It's not love. Sex is sex. The euphoria doesn't last. They continue this langud, ultimately sipritless relationship or it's on to the next affair.

What gets into people? Don't they wonder about the character or a person, sometimes a married person, who would sleep with someone's spouse? There is no future in it.

The rationalizations make me ill. My wife felt entitled. She told me she needed to be happy. Loyalty is good but it's not all there is to life. You can't go through life expecting everybody to be so responsible.

I just stared at her. She could not look me in the eye so she looked away. It was like she had revealed to me her nakedness, how little character she had and was a twinge uncomfortable about it.