Betrayal is a human story as old as time. But it is one thing to read about infidelity in the newspaper, or to watch a performance of Macbeth or Rashomon; it is quite another to find oneself suddenly center-stage in one’s own drama.
A client recently described it this way:
We were the Twin Towers, my husband and I - strong, successful, indestructible. Then when I learned of his string of infidelities, it took just three minutes. Three short minutes and everything I had ever known about my husband, everything I had every believed about him, about us and about our twenty years of marriage together, lay in a crumpled heap on the ground. Demolished.
