How Do You Do it?
It first occurred to me in 1996, when my (future ex) wife left me. She encouraged me to go to therapy because ... well, I thought she thought I needed it. I agreed because I thought it was the best way to save our marriage. Little did I know ... She gave me the address of a therapist that she had found, and I went - on a weeknight at some stage of our deteriorating relationship - in the hope that it would salvage what was left of it. After hearing both of us out, the therapist told us that "we shouldn't be married." That interested me, and I later found out that she had been to the therapist earlier, and only sent me as a knowledgeable participant in her game. When the therapist asked her where she had gone to deal with it, and whom she had spoken to. The answer came, "I went back to my parents' house." When the therapist asked me, I gazed into the ceiling and thought for a second... "No one. I didn't go to anyone. I stayed home,...