Of A Marriage Counselor [portable]: Confessions

The secret is not to cling to who you were. The secret is to keep introducing yourselves. Keep being curious. “Who are you today? What do you need from me now?” The marriages that die are the ones that freeze a partner in an old photograph—and then resent them for stepping out of the frame.

I have counseled couples who survived infidelity, bankruptcy, the death of a child. They are not happy all the time. They are furious, grief-stricken, exhausted. But they stay. They repair. They choose each other on the days when “happiness” feels like a cruel joke. The marriages that last are not the happiest. They are the ones that have learned to fight well, to forgive poorly (but repeatedly), and to hold two opposing truths at once: I love you, and right now I don’t like you very much. confessions of a marriage counselor

One of the most common griefs I hear is: “You’re not the person I married.” And the couple says this as if it is a tragedy. But I have learned to smile. Of course they’ve changed. A marriage that lasts thirty or forty years must contain multiple marriages within it. The couple who married at twenty-two will not recognize themselves at forty. The parents of toddlers will be strangers to the empty-nesters. The secret is not to cling to who you were