I’ve heard all of this before. Last year when I asked for a divorce he’d gotten on his knees and begged me not to leave him. He’d told me things would get better, that he loved me and couldn’t be without me. He had promised he would do better, then he recommended counseling, and alas, here we are. I don’t buy whatever Matt is selling—the phrase “too little, too late” blaring in my head like a flashing neon sign, but how do I answer this in front of my lover?
