I have a theory that theories are destructive.
When there are kids involved, there's no such thing as divorce.
As much as I would miss my wife if she were to die, I would miss what we are together even more. Our "we-ness," our "us-ness."
Shame occurs when you haven't been able to get away with the 'who' you want people to think you are.
Every marriage is a battle between two families struggling to reproduce themselves.
If we can abandon our missionary zeal we have less chance of being eaten by cannibals.