Ok, so the title is not too charitable. But I’d be the first to admit that I became
a fool over a man. I spent nearly two decades as a
fool. By this I mean a woman who sticks
around too long in a relationship that is deteriorating progressively, a
relationship which becomes increasingly unhappy most of the time.
We become fixated on our partner’s potential – and of
course he has potential, whatever we mean by that word. If he hadn’t had potential why on
earth would we have bothered in the first place. Few of us have a robust enough sense of self, or are that crazy
that we choose to have a relationship with someone we feel has less to
recommend him than the average cockroach.
