When I was a teenager my parents got divorced but neither of them explained me the true reason for the divorce. They simply told me they didn't love each other anymore but they didn't talk to each other since then. Only years later when I was putting some old stuff in my mother's garage, before I went to university I found out the true reason of their divorce. My mother had an affair with my father's associate for more than a year. No one told me, not even my father, he told me years later he didn't want me to judge his mother for what she did because he was to blame too. For me cheating is the solution of weak people, and I always believed my mother had the intelligence and the courage to do it the right way if she was unhappy. I guess I was wrong.