For me, it´s sloth,” I say. “Hedonistic sloth and escapism.

(On getting married at 19) We told ourselves we had forever and we never looked back. The problem was that we never really looked ahead.

We are social animals. We need others to survive. With rare exception, this is at the heart of many of our behaviors. We create patterns of behavior that help us to stay connected with others,...

I know one thing about men,” Bunny says with finality, leaving the room to check on A. “They never die when you want them to.

How could you do that to me?” I repeat. I don´t have to itemize. He knows what I speak of.Eventually N produces three answers, in this order:1. “Because I am a complete rotter.” I silently...

His parents were tiny people and knew how to dance. Scotty danced, too, with a variety of women, I’m sure, though I never acknowledged this to myself until years later. He knew charm.

livid, adj.Fuck You for cheating on me. Fuck you for reducing it to the word cheating. As if this were a card game, and you sneaked a look at my hand. Who came up with...

For most men, at the very least, sex is a daily deal. Men need to come. If they aren’t doing it with you, then they’re doing it with themselves – or worse, with someone else.

I have a new mantra, which I chant softly to myself: “Oh My God Oh My God.

The Betty Lady explains love and splitting up: “It´s like playing the shell game with Jesus. You can´t figure anything out; it´s best not to try. You´ll just humiliate yourself.

What a kid I got, I told him about the birds and the bees and he told me about the butcher and my wife.

Many partners of addicts have told me they feel bad about themselves for staying in the relationship because of the betrayal they’ve experienced. They imagine that the people who know their past judge them to...

It had been years since she question his fidelity, but he’d stepped on to the old fame track again, and that was where the road had taken them before. Infidelity could be forgiven, but forgetting...

My mother is a firm believer in the long pause, useful in interrogations, proclamations of truth, and the occasional cutting dead of someone without their knowing it.

I should have known then it wasn´t nothing, as he called it. But I was eight months pregnant. No sense closing the barn door now, or so I thought. I swallowed the nothing, straightaway after...

It had all seemed as inevitable as sunset. Instead it was the beauty of the sun glinting upon the scythe.

Is this a negative perspective? The stance of a victim? No, It is a statement of truth. The way it is for a woman who refuses to be cast aside without protest. Who has the...

He left a bit too easily and with obvious relief. His feet were swift and sure on the muddy path.

I am replete with stamina in finding out every single fact I can about this whole affair.Yet, I think, do I want to pull that thread? Do I want to unleash the truth, unravel deceit,...

She’s cuckoo, laying her egg in my nest.

The doubts, strong as they were, were rousing more than hesitation. Her eyes drifted closed, fingertips sliding over the silk and lace panties she wore.Larry could never know how many times they’d been pulled aside...

Come over here and taste me,” he says, his voice little but a seductive whisper.

Forgiveness is not an event. It is a series of decisions made over and over again.

He announces that lately he keeps losing things. “Like your wife and child,” I want to say, but don´t. At fourty, I´ve learned not to say everything clever, not to score every point.

I´ve blown it, the whole grisly charade.

whore” upon?

My phone started to vibrate and I flipped it open. Yes, I’m the only person that doesn’t have an iPhone.The phone talked to me. “Jackson, how’s it going?””Hi, Echo. Veeva Stackpoole’s here.”Silence. “What does she...

Virtually all women will always carry the scars and a deep sense of loss and grief from the betrayal. Whether a woman has stayed, left, or been left, it must be remembered that time is...

Delusion detests focus and romance provides the veil.

I feel angry but not homocidal; this may be unlooked-for progress.

Naturally, I do blame Françoise. I blame her for having N in the first place. She was young, she was beautiful, she was married to a doctor, and she was intelligent. She could have abstained...

Cheating is Defeating!

Ocular infidelity is unfortunately rampant in this so called “artist’s world.

Already things are changing; it´s starting with small shit but oh it´s starting, the change, the irrevocable, impossible change.

I sensed he may have occasionally strayed in some of his past relationships. It was something I felt but ignored, a rent in the fabric of an otherwise splendid garment I thought I could mend....

Cheating and lying aren’t struggles, they’re reasons to break up.

Sex isn’t all that important, but it is when you love someone very much.

Perhaps you’d be surprised at the lengths I’m prepared to go to in order to keep you happy, madam,” he replies, winking at me.

Fidelity is a living, breathing entity. On wobbly footing, it can wander, becoming something different entirely.

They feel life is for the taking, and that everyone deserves happiness no matter what the cost. I must remember these tricks if I ever decide to have my soul surgically removed.

The real genesis is forbidden to me, vis-à-vis N´s inability to confess even the mildest transgressions.

People’s behaviors are messages, not a diagnosis because I can no longer discern the world’s version of insanity.

I know that many, if not most, women would have a problem with my acceptance of what happened with Lara. The reality is I shall always be grateful to Lara for helping my husband when...

As mature adults, are we not called to a level of discrimination and consideration for the repercussions of our actions on others? Yes, the power of that surge of sexual energy cannot be underestimated—but knowing...

Any way I slice reality it comes out poorly, and I feel an urge to not exist, something I have never felt before; and now here it comes with conviction, almost panic. I mentally bless...

The whole world seems tilted, my inner ear displaced by a hole where my spouse used to be.

Although I notice there is never a truly good time to have a nice long chat with one´s mother-in-law, unless you are having an extraordinary life and marriage and your mother-in-law is, say, Maureen Dowd,...

Cheat, defeat, repeat.

… I should have been struck down by the despair a young lover feels who has sworn lifelong fidelity, when a friend speaks to him of the other mistresses he will have in time to...

So many events and moments that seemed insignificant add up. I remember how for the last Valentine´s Day, N gave flowers but no card. In restaurants, he looked off into the middle distance while my...