I think in terms of movies alot. This phrase is in my mind when I think about us LBS.
We see this alien who has abducted our spouse, irrational, confused, having thrown everything away. This stone faced other creature, going mechanically thru the motions. I am only talking about the spouses that were genuinely nice people to their wives/husbands but due to some deep childhood trauma or psychological disorder, couldn't cope and bailed on us.
Saw the wife the other day, and deep behind her eyes I saw a glimmer of that love. Kind of like she remembered some good stuff - the real story, not the script she has rewritten which is falling apart lately. The made up script is so unbelievable, she doesn't even believe it now.
I felt like tapping her on the shoulder and telling her something to the effect "Murphy, its you !"
For those that have seen the film Robocop, I think it will resonate.
Somewhere behind that armor of their indifference and hatred we see a glimpse of their former self.
B.D in December 2018 Physical Affairs discovered in April 2019 Divorced May 2019 H (me) 49 W (her) 29
