I fell in love with a man a few years younger than me. “You know what’s new” she will tell me. But for me it has always been an inconceivable cliché that of the woman who, having reached a certain age (I’m 55), goes to reclaim her time in a pair of toned arms. Even now, even though I cannot do otherwise, I struggle to accept this feeling. Or rather, the direction this feeling took, the unexpected address it ended up at. Oh, just to add to the discomfort: obviously I’m married. He, who is three years younger than me, is divorced. And I don’t even know if I’m the only woman he’s seeing since his life is much clearer than mine. I make myself angry.
An elderly fool
Dear lady who is anything but elderly, in my opinion you should start leaving yourself alone a bit. Honestly, she seems more furious than in love: with herself, with him being younger and perhaps dating other women, with the fact of being married, with her life saturated with “impediments”, with the clichés and perhaps even with all the her peers who “fell for it” before her. If ever in her life she would have thought of falling in love (forgive me if I allow myself to downgrade her feelings) with a younger man and now it has happened to her, it means that this is probably what she needs now. I would advise you to live it. If I were you, I would wait to let my husband know about this unexpected deviation. The fact that the situation makes you so uncomfortable could mean that it is “just” a particular moment.
And then, perhaps, it would be a mistake to compromise a marriage for a passing passion. Instead, what often happens to men could happen to her, that is, this clandestine affair ends up helping her revive the official one.