I read a rather disturbing piece of "article" in the Times. It is called "Christmas romance confessions". Three of them are nice love stories. Two of them are just stories of affairs between remorseless married people.
And this is what I find disturbing. The fact that someone at Times, whom I thought better of, included the sleazy affairs among Christmas romances, when in fact they have nothing to do with neither Christmas nor romance.
Cheating has nothing to do with romance. If one is married but feels attracted to some other person and wants to act upon it, than fairness should lead to dissolution of that marriage. It does not matter how "complicated things are right now". Things are easy enough - you want to go hump someone else, do it outside the marriage vows. But, of course, this almost never happens. The cheaters go ahead and chase whomever they fancy, the cheated stay at home and do not suspect anything. Until it is too late, and the damage is done. And then the cheaters go say something along the lines of "I did not mean to hurt you, it just happened, it did not mean anything, blah-blah".
This is WRONG. I do not care about the religious views and punishments on the subject, or social codes, whatever. It is not FAIR towards the person who remains faithful. That person hurts the most. That person does nothing wrong, keeps the vows taken, and stays true, and is hit in the head from behind. And it is not the head that gets broken, but the heart. And a broken heart is hard to mend.
I hate cheaters. I despise the excuses they give for their cheating. Regardless of the road that took them to that point in their life, cheating is not a way out of sorrow.
Things may be very complicated. But cheating is never a solution. The cheaters have all the "fun" and the cheated take all the heartache. Completely unfair!
And The Times is no better than the Daily Whatever in publishing such garbage. But I should have known better, since the piece with "I slept with my brother and have no regrets about it" stayed for almost one year on the middle column with recommendations in the Life and Style section. Gosh!
And no, I am not cheated upon, nor do I cheat (obviously, considering the righteous tone of this post). I know people who were. Sadly, I also know people who cheated.
Love is so rare these days... True love, with true commitment. This is why I always get teary when listening to this:
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