Dear Lily,
For nearly twenty years, I have been married to my wife and together we have raised two wonderful children. Unfortunately, I seem to have inadvertently had an affair with a coworker, and I fear my wife may discover it. The primary factor that led to this regrettable event is my wife’s constant nagging and the arguments we have, as she has become a dried-up, bootfaced old hag. In contrast, my colleague is a young, attractive woman who has a delightful vanilla scent, a figure reminiscent of a bouncy castle, and engages in intimate activities with me. As a man, I feel there was little I could have done to avert this situation, yet a tinge of guilt lingers within me. How can I alleviate this growing sense of regret?
Lily says – What you’re going through appears to be a typical Freudian conflict between the ego and the superego, similar to my experience when I disrupted Melissa Riley’s eleventh birthday celebration. I felt a mix of remorse for broadcasting that her family suffers from scabies and that her father is on the sex offender registry. Yet, I reasoned she ought to have considered the consequences of pressing down too hard on my new felt-tip pens, thus ruining at least seven of them, particularly the pink one I cherished. I hope she ultimately comprehended the impact of her actions when she found herself playing pass-the-parcel by herself, without any little friends to enjoy her specially made Barbie princess cake.
In the end, it’s important to remind yourself that individuals like Melissa and your wife often create their own troubles, and your responses are simply a reasonable reaction to a scenario outside your control.
I hope that offers some clarity!
