Stuck. Cheater. Stuck.

Sometimes dealing with a cheater is like dealing with an immature teenager.

They behave as if a marriage is like dumping a boyfriend or girlfriend. The depths of the betrayal they just committed do not seem to register for them.

Worse yet, these immature boy-childs or little-girls seek conversations with their victims about “what went wrong.”

It is like a rerun of the worse of being a teenager stuck in relationship analysis hell.

Cheaters are stuck.

I think this is doubly so when we, faithful spouses, grow a backbone and refuse to absolve them for destroying our marriages with their infidelity and lies.

But it really doesn’t matter if the faithful spouse takes the blame or not. The cheater still will be stuck as such false blame acceptance does not change reality: The cheater blew up the marriage with their sins.

Denying reality has its consequences. Being stuck, I believe, is one of those.