I'm always seeing stories where the adulterer used the "I'm not happy" excuse for his/her affair. My Un-ex used it, also.
I just do not understand that. In what universe would f*cking some POS make you happy. Yeah, I like to have orgasms. Making love with the Un-ex is often transcendent. But the Big O is not the cause of my happiness. It is the deep and abiding connection we have.
Honestly, how could betraying the one person to whom you have made vows make you happy. I think it would make me suicidal. I simply could not live knowing that I had hurt someone who loved me in such a cruel and heartless manner.
What makes me happy?
Sitting and talking with my lovely daughter.
Hugging my granddaughters.
Soft (and deep) kisses from the Un-ex.
Walking my dog.
Long hikes in the mountains.
My alma mater winning at football.
Beach music and shagging.
Reading great novels.
Watching "Big Bang".
Running a 5K in under 25.
Having a zero defect app deployment.
Thanksgiving and Christmas.
Bumping uglies with some drunk I picked up in a bar? Some creep off of AM or CL? Even the dude sitting in the next office? That's never going to happen. Why in the hell would anyone think that would make them happy? Sneaking around, lying, looking in the eyes of your spouse and betraying them? If that makes someone happy, they need to go off to Cheater Island and get happy. But do the rest of us a favour and stay there.