A woman on an American blog recently posted an article describing her "poly-amorous" marriage. Essentially, she decided to get a boyfriend, told her husband she wanted to have an "open marriage" and he could do what he wanted. He really didn't have much choice; she brought her boyfriend home to meet her family and all sat around the kitchen table and got to meet each other. Of course, hundreds of people answered, calling her a whore for sleeping around on her husband and neglecting the children; she, however, pretended this was okay because she performed her adultery right out in the open. She and several others tried to defend her behavior as healthy, claiming her marriage had never been better. (One must wonder how bad it was before) Oddly, she was immediately discovered on another website, bemoaning the terrible thing she had done, the children were always crying and upset, her husband was contemplating suicide. The link to this was posted on her original page, everyone saw the lie and within 10 minutes the entire site had been removed.
Were this my wife (and I actually faced something similar): the first thing; the boyfriend would be learn how to fly, but a bad landing in the street in front of the house; she would follow, on top of him; she would immediately find her clothes in the front yard and the front door locked. The boyfriend could help her pick them up. I would be in court the very next day filing the appropriate documents. If she got a lawyer and tried to fight; I would wear them out (exhaust them) until they had no more money. Sorry, I'm sure some of you thought I was a nice guy! I have a special place in my heart for cheaters.
Why do I post this? When they tell you all is well; all is not necessarily well. Man cannot serve 2 masters; or 2 wives. We are not built or wired this way.
Were this my wife (and I actually faced something similar): the first thing; the boyfriend would be learn how to fly, but a bad landing in the street in front of the house; she would follow, on top of him; she would immediately find her clothes in the front yard and the front door locked. The boyfriend could help her pick them up. I would be in court the very next day filing the appropriate documents. If she got a lawyer and tried to fight; I would wear them out (exhaust them) until they had no more money. Sorry, I'm sure some of you thought I was a nice guy! I have a special place in my heart for cheaters.
Why do I post this? When they tell you all is well; all is not necessarily well. Man cannot serve 2 masters; or 2 wives. We are not built or wired this way.