Bouncing off another thread about whether to inform someone that their partner is cheating...
If your marriage was happy, would you want to know, or would you choose not to know? I have a different view on this from when I was younger.
If my marriage was a really good one, where I felt loved and cared-for, and I was not lacking attention - in other words, if the cheating hadn't affected my marital quality in any way - I think I'd rather remain in blissful ignorance as long as it was NEVER revealed to me. He would need to take it to his grave.
On the other hand, if the marriage wasn't that good, and he was being moody and unhappy at home, and leaving evidence around without any thought for me, I'd definitely rather have confirmation and be on my way.
In the book "This Is How Your Marriage Ends," the author says that because he wasn't committing what he called "Major Marriage Crimes" such as infidelity, the things he did that hurt his wife weren't such a big deal to him. But in the article linked at the end of this post, it says that there are many ways to betray a spouse that have nothing to do with cheating, and indeed I experienced this in my marriage. He betrayed our vows in every way possible without cheating. The hostility, the silent treatment that went on for days or weeks, the walkings-out, the endless judgement about my weight....creating a home like this is worse, to me, than a scenario where a relationship is great but he has some occasional fun on the side. The experience of a horrendous but sexually faithful marriage taught me that what counts is the day-to-day, minute-by-minute quality of the relationship.
As the article says:
"Loyalty isn’t something we demonstrate with our genitals alone."
"Is it OK to put up with years of non-sexual betrayal as long as your spouse isn’t cheating?"
"Does one discovery topple an entire relationship, an entire history?"
However, I've never been in the position of having a happy marriage shattered by infidelity, so maybe I'd feel differently if it ever happened to me.
But the older I get (pushing fifty, most family dead as I'm the youngest), the more it just seems crazy to throw away something that's good in so very many ways, and so much history, over something carnal. Some people really can and do separate sexual contact from everything else.
Also as I get older, the more I feel that I don't want my security and my mental health to be dependent on what someone else chooses to do with their body, you know? We cannot control what others do, and if we hang our whole lives on someone else's sexual fidelity, aren't we setting ourselves up for pain and heartbreak, and giving all control over our wellbeing to someone else and their potential weakness? I don't want to live like that. My attitude to fidelity now is that I don't care as long as I don't EVER know about it.
If your marriage was happy, would you want to know, or would you choose not to know? I have a different view on this from when I was younger.
If my marriage was a really good one, where I felt loved and cared-for, and I was not lacking attention - in other words, if the cheating hadn't affected my marital quality in any way - I think I'd rather remain in blissful ignorance as long as it was NEVER revealed to me. He would need to take it to his grave.
On the other hand, if the marriage wasn't that good, and he was being moody and unhappy at home, and leaving evidence around without any thought for me, I'd definitely rather have confirmation and be on my way.
In the book "This Is How Your Marriage Ends," the author says that because he wasn't committing what he called "Major Marriage Crimes" such as infidelity, the things he did that hurt his wife weren't such a big deal to him. But in the article linked at the end of this post, it says that there are many ways to betray a spouse that have nothing to do with cheating, and indeed I experienced this in my marriage. He betrayed our vows in every way possible without cheating. The hostility, the silent treatment that went on for days or weeks, the walkings-out, the endless judgement about my weight....creating a home like this is worse, to me, than a scenario where a relationship is great but he has some occasional fun on the side. The experience of a horrendous but sexually faithful marriage taught me that what counts is the day-to-day, minute-by-minute quality of the relationship.
As the article says:
"Loyalty isn’t something we demonstrate with our genitals alone."
"Is it OK to put up with years of non-sexual betrayal as long as your spouse isn’t cheating?"
"Does one discovery topple an entire relationship, an entire history?"
However, I've never been in the position of having a happy marriage shattered by infidelity, so maybe I'd feel differently if it ever happened to me.
But the older I get (pushing fifty, most family dead as I'm the youngest), the more it just seems crazy to throw away something that's good in so very many ways, and so much history, over something carnal. Some people really can and do separate sexual contact from everything else.
Also as I get older, the more I feel that I don't want my security and my mental health to be dependent on what someone else chooses to do with their body, you know? We cannot control what others do, and if we hang our whole lives on someone else's sexual fidelity, aren't we setting ourselves up for pain and heartbreak, and giving all control over our wellbeing to someone else and their potential weakness? I don't want to live like that. My attitude to fidelity now is that I don't care as long as I don't EVER know about it.