… My marriage to my ex-husband was one that was devoid of love and respect. I never was particularly fond of the man, only what he represented.
We had met in college. He was a student that I tutored. We hit it off well, the intimacy was appreciated and we quickly became inseparable. I valued the companionship and the intimacy, but I never particularly felt close to him. At his urging, I entered therapy briefly to discuss my relative lack of feelings and was briefly misdiagnosed with Asperger’s.