There are two ways

This article is published in number 8 of Vanity Fair on newsstands until February 23, 2021

ASK ME A QUESTION
My husband has another. I do not care. Serious?
Someone, perhaps George Bernard Shaw, said that to do things well in two you need to be three. But someone else, perhaps in a TV series from the 90s, said that two are a couple, three are the Bee Gees. There are two paths: in one you have found the key to happiness, the cosmic balance of your relationship is safe, this anonymous benefactress handles the marriage practices that you no longer want – but what then? Sex? The sharing? Falling in love? – and we’re all happy.

In the other, you stall by pretending that you still care about protecting the relationship – but how then? Without sex? Without sharing? Without falling in love? – and no one is really happy. I wish you the first, but, I don’t know why, I’d bet money on the second. Free your husband so he can marry his mistress, cheat on her in a few years, and start the business all over again. As for you, there is no worse disaster than the lack of interest in love, to the flat calm I prefer any yearning, but always, I recommend, stayin ‘alive.

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