Betwixt the love, we hurt one another. In fact, I was as surprised that the infidelity hadn’t happened sooner as I was that it happened at all. Our therapist suggests that we imagine ourselves in the future, as ninety-year-olds who’ve persevered. “The long view might shrink this one trauma to an almost insignificant degree,” she said. It’s an effective strategy, but it hasn’t erased the moments of doubt. It hasn’t kept me from envisioning a road paved with corrosive, lingering distrust, and resentment.
