When I try to imagine being in this situation, I keep getting stuck. It’s like deciding between your loyalty to your family and loyalty to yourself. No matter what you do, someone will be hurt. That someone will be someone you love—theoretically. I’ve not always loved myself. If I were in one of those places where I didn’t love myself, then I might grasp at love as a way of learning to love myself.
Anyway, it boggles my mind trying to sort it out. I know that the conventional wisdom is to stay with your marriage. It’s not possible, in this society, to have multiple wives. So that’s out. Besides which, many women won’t tolerate another who shares the affections of their spouse.
I could see myself going back and forth and around and around on this. Would I change my whole life and start over for love? Absolutely—if that were the only consideration. I’d do that at the drop of a hat. Would I stay with my wife and children and everything I have built in my life? Absolutely! My children are incredibly important, as is my wife. It’s really one love against the other. One is stable and yet unfulfilling at some fundamental level. The other offers the promise of the imagined, perfect life.
That fantasy can be very powerful, I think. It can seem more real than reality. It can make you believe that its reality is just around the corner. And that might make you mistrust your judgment. Are you seeing a mirage of your own making, or is this real? And you’ll never know unless you try it, and if you don’t try it, you may come to be satisfied with what you have, and you may end up kicking yourself for the rest of your life about what you never tried.
Then again, it might not even matter. It might not matter what society thinks or what your loved ones think. This is the only life you have. You can make yourself believe that anything is good. So you just make a choice. Maybe for what seems to offer the most completeness, or maybe for what seems to offer the most safety.
Maybe you don’t even try to decide. You leave it to fate; to chance to see what happens. Life throws all kinds of choices at us. There’s no telling what will come up, and right and wrong are not necessarily the paradigms you want to live by. Life can be very complicated, I think. Some questions are not easy for some people to answer. Not everyone has the certainty that some rule-based moral code might bring. It doesn’t matter, though. No matter what code you live by, when a situation like that happens, you have to make a choice at some point, and then you have to live with the consequences of that choice.