There were redundancy problems at work; my marriage was showing strains; and there was something large and unnameable missing from my life.
I ignored it until I could do so no longer, until eventually, for what felt like the sake of my sanity, I resolved to do something about it.
Whether it's because of standard-issue gender stereotyping or enduring myths about female sexuality, we often don't hear their stories.
Who are these Sarah Marshalls, these man-eaters, these she-devils, and why are they unfaithful?
I told no one, immersed and isolated in my secret life. In moments of fleeting clarity, I wanted to understand what was happening to me. Was it just my marriage problems, or was there something deeper causing me to behave that way?A late arrival into the world of social media, I nevertheless embraced it as a kind of escape.