I am now corresponding with four random men off of Ashley Madison...and here is the kicker: I don't think I have any interest in meeting any of them for coffee or anything else.
Now, you might think that a married woman not wanting to meet Internet-predators for drinkies might not be the oddest thing that you have ever heard, but I am finding the whole situation a bit perplexing.
Has the urge passed? Was the one experience of infidelity like an immunization, now I do not need another shot for ten years? Was it enough to give myself permission?
On any level: I think it is distinctly bizarre that not wanting to be unfaithful is causing a level of introspection that infidelity did not.
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