I’ve written a bit about the open marriage with Cat and how it was the best two years of the marriage. Well, whenever I write about it I get the inevitable question;
“If it was so great, why did you end up getting divorced?”
That’s a great question, it really is, and not one that is simple to answer.
During the open period Cat and I might have been able to get along, trust each other again, be happy and healthy, but ultimately our shared history was too much to overcome.
When you first meet someone they’re like a blank canvas, full of potential, one big mystery. Each experience with that person adds something to the canvas. Nothing is ever removed from the painting, good or bad, it’s there forever. You can’t take back memories. When you have mostly positive experiences the collage is bright and colorful. When you have mostly bad experiences the collage is darker.