Valentine massacre...

I think some people think that love is only relegated to boxes of chocolates or warm and fuzzy feelings. And so when nitty turns to gritty and pitty gets downright shitty, the unrealistic expectations regurgitate until there are straying eyeballs, and then *woops* a bright and shiny new partner with big tits or a large bank account appears. The heartbreaking part of this is that children become involved and (sadly) their lives are built on their ego-filled parent (or parents) who will inevitably do it again (and again). 

I don't get this.

Most of these types don't understand that marriage is a marathon not a series of orgasmic sprints piled on top of each other. Leaving is easy. Anyone can do that, but sticking with it and making it work is worth exploring -  since most people can't do it. 

Marriage isn't what they think. There is nothing even-stephen or fuzzy-Mclovey about it. Sometimes they have to sacrifice without getting one single thing back...  many times, years go by when things are not peachy, fuzzy or fun...  if they could hold onto these truths and stop making it all about "their needs," they might get what they asked for in the beginning...

a real marriage.