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They start the night you scroll your phone instead of asking about their day. The week you stop reaching for their hand in the car. The month you choose work, children, or resentment over curiosity. By the time the “other person” appears, the marriage has already been vacant for months or years. I am not excusing betrayal. I am saying that betrayal is a symptom, not the disease. The disease is emotional abandonment. And the hardest confession I can make is this: in many cases, both partners contributed to the vacancy.
When a client confesses an affair, the betrayed partner always asks the same question: “How could you?” And the unfaithful partner always struggles to answer. But I have seen the slow-motion car crash enough times to know the truth. Affairs rarely start with a stolen kiss. They start with a stolen glance—not at another person, but away from your spouse.
One of the most common griefs I hear is: “You’re not the person I married.” And the couple says this as if it is a tragedy. But I have learned to smile. Of course they’ve changed. A marriage that lasts thirty or forty years must contain multiple marriages within it. The couple who married at twenty-two will not recognize themselves at forty. The parents of toddlers will be strangers to the empty-nesters.
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They start the night you scroll your phone instead of asking about their day. The week you stop reaching for their hand in the car. The month you choose work, children, or resentment over curiosity. By the time the “other person” appears, the marriage has already been vacant for months or years. I am not excusing betrayal. I am saying that betrayal is a symptom, not the disease. The disease is emotional abandonment. And the hardest confession I can make is this: in many cases, both partners contributed to the vacancy.
When a client confesses an affair, the betrayed partner always asks the same question: “How could you?” And the unfaithful partner always struggles to answer. But I have seen the slow-motion car crash enough times to know the truth. Affairs rarely start with a stolen kiss. They start with a stolen glance—not at another person, but away from your spouse.
One of the most common griefs I hear is: “You’re not the person I married.” And the couple says this as if it is a tragedy. But I have learned to smile. Of course they’ve changed. A marriage that lasts thirty or forty years must contain multiple marriages within it. The couple who married at twenty-two will not recognize themselves at forty. The parents of toddlers will be strangers to the empty-nesters.