About Me, Us, Everyone

We are the lost ones. No one studies us.

Not one pays attention. But we are legion formed through the same absurd barrier.

She didn’t start out looking for married men. I helped her, and God help me.

Shit happens … all the time. We are were married women, about to be divorced women (now divorced women).

We look at dating sites, but our lives revolve around a site dedicated to meeting married men.

We don’t want to change their situations. At least I don’t. JM wants here happily ever after, but she ain’t gonna find it there. I know. And I just hope it doesn’t destroy her.

We are just having fun, right? It’s a diversion isn’t it? It is for me. Because I just don’t have the time nor the energy nor the desire to be in a relationship that requires all the messy parts.

I get the fun parts. But I only get parts. And that’s OK. Because I get to keep myself relatively intact.

But it’s not just about married men. It’s about life, and what happens in between — when no one is paying attention. When no one notices.

Here’s what I’ve learned. People rarely see anything but what you choose them to see. They’re just not paying attention anymore.

But as long as the cost/benefit analysis works for me, and I am OK, I’ll still do it.

And I am … lol … a serial monogamist.