I was intrigued by this article (hence coming over to MN to see if it made Chat!).
First off, surely it must be fiction? Who would share such confessional thoughts with the Guardian? I see a recent one was by a 23yo! There’s just no way they’re all not being written by one or more wannabe novelists!
But I’m thundering towards 50, single for years, quite disappointed by life. I also wondered if it’s possible to find such sense of emotional and psychological union at that age. Probably not, for me; I’ve all but given up. But for others?
But yes, the cheating aspect - I don’t know what accommodations couples come to after decades together, alone in the Empty Nest, but it doesn’t sound very noble.