However, she says, it all begins to seem normal with time.
"Quickly, the cheating begins to normalize. It feels like it should be happening; like it's perfectly right. Like all the strong judgement thrown at cheaters can't apply to you, because being with your lover feels so good, how can it possibly be wrong? How can nature be pushing your body and mind in a direction that is so terrible? You realize society's view on monogamy is unrealistic. You fit into the snug of his shoulder. He puts your hands on your face when you kiss and he kisses you like he means it, mouths searching hungrily, and oh, you haven't felt that in your marriage in years and you want to (and sometimes do) weep with the beauty of it.
You think deeply about your marriage, how you got to this point. You realize you hadn't really thought too hard about getting married. You were just in a canoe that eventually and calmly drifted down Relationship River and under Matrimony Bridge. The year before the wedding, your thoughts were consumed with booking a venue, picking your dress, your bridesmaids, your colors, menu, invitations, etc. Did you actually think about being a wife? You had no reason to ever end the relationship with your then boyfriend. No reason to turn down his perfectly-planned proposal and break his heart. How could you possibly have done that? He is kind, honest, motivated, smart, and handsome. He has never called you a bitch, never yelled at you, never infused ugly drama into the relationship. Sure, the sex wasn't great, but you learned from a six-year-long past relationship that great sex was the often the result of high drama, and high drama left you shaking on the ground after your old boyfriend shoved you out of a slow-moving car, his unfounded drunken shouts of "slut!" ringing in your ears. So when you finally extracted yourself from that nightmare and realized you needed a nice guy, one came along and the years flipped by, a ring appeared on your finger, a wedding took place, a home was made... and then what you suspected, but weren't quite sure you were missing, came along and kissed you in the dark. Kissed you for an hour outside on a New England December night, not feeling any cold at all, stars winking approval at you from a clear black sky."
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