I've been married for 15 years.
We have been separated for 7 years and my husband has a lover, I know that.
I lived as a "married single" - living under the same roof, each alone.
He has a family, 12 years.
My wife is a good person and my children are obedient.
But he said: "I don't know when I started to realize that I was unhappy."
It's not a cool article, it's a sober and sinking one.
It's not that the three views are incorrect, it's the grayscale of human nature
It's the emotional dilemma of middle-aged people and their survival
Intention: Some people appear not to be with you, but to let you meet the forgotten self again. The most cruel understanding of middle-aged people's love is not 'he doesn't love me', but 'his love is limited to this.