Every Promise Was a Lie
Language: en
After I was diagnosed with delusional disorder, I kept seeing images of my wife cheating on me. My psychiatrist told me to avoid intimacy for a while. To ease the symptoms, I started sleeping in a separate room. Three years later, a doctor told me I'd recovered. I went home to share the good news, only to find my wife tangled up with my closest friend on the living room couch. I assumed the delusions were back. As I turned toward the bedroom, my friend asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Does it get you off more, knowing Declan's right here? "Aren't you afraid he'll file for…