“Why Happy People Cheat” is the Red Pill wrapped in Blue Pill paper:
“Most descriptions of troubled marriages don’t seem to fit my situation,” Priya insists. “Colin and I have a wonderful relationship. Great kids, no financial stresses, careers we love, great friends. He is a phenom at work, fucking handsome, attentive lover, fit, and generous to everyone, including my parents. My life is good.” Yet Priya is having an affair. “Not someone I would ever date—ever, ever, ever. He drives a truck and has tattoos. It’s so clichéd, it pains me to say it out loud. It could ruin everything I’ve built.”
Be the buff guy with the tattoos, not the married guy. I wonder if that guy was smart enough to DNA test his kids. Or his “kids.”
Don’t get married.
Hit the gym.