This is by far the best description I have ever heard about a marriage ending. Why a relationship fails is based entirely on an inability to be truly intimate and instead buffering from that truth…
Metaphorically, there was always someone else in bed with us, our teacher, our work, our colleagues and later on, our children. We made sure of that. To have been alone with each other would have exposed our uneasiness with an intimacy that neither of us knew how to nurture. And so we continued with our busy lives, as if we were the bread and the rest of life was the center of the sandwich. As we added more filling, we grew further and further apart.
– Elizabeth Lesser
