There are certain conversations that don't come easily. Not because we don't have the words, but because the words carry weight. This is one of those conversations.
Infidelity is something that often gets reduced to a single moment, a mistake, a betrayal, a line crossed. But what we don't talk about enough is what happens when it isn't just once. What happens when it becomes a pattern? When forgiveness has already been given. When the work has already been done. And yet, somehow, you find yourself right back in the same place.
"This is the third time."
There's something about that sentence that changes everything. The first time, you can call it a mistake. You can wrap it in grace, in newness, in the belief that people are still figuring things out. The second time, it becomes something to fix. You lean into therapy, into communication, into the hope that if you just work hard enough, love intentionally enough, you can rebuild what was broken.