
Your spouse/partner is not a beautiful wooden puppet. He/she changes, grows, evolves and FUCKS UP REALLY REALLY BAD sometimes (like, growing nose, turning into an ass and getting eaten by a fish kind of fucking up). That's called real life. I think at some point, in every partnership, you discover this and you are faced with the choice - are you going to allow yourself to grieve the loss of the fairy tale image and get on to the business of real life love or are you going live in denial that the fairy tale can continue?

Maybe I'm an old fashioned American with "unrealistic expectations" but I find this article really depressing and I want to keep my monogamous marriage 'til death do us part' thank you very much.