“My husband is using Pokémon Go as an excuse to stay out until 5 a.m. with another woman. She is beautiful and about a decade younger than him, and he won’t hear me out on why this is bothersome,” the letter writer—identified as Pokémon Go Means No—states, later adding:
I can give him the benefit of the doubt and be totally fine with him wanting to stay out after work for a few drinks with friends, even though I’m too tired to join them, but Pokémon Go until 5 a.m. alone with a twentysomething for four straight weeks?! It’s driving me crazy. I told him how I feel, and he says it’s my fault for “never wanting to do anything.” (I don’t consider walking around staring at a phone “doing something.”) I told him I feel like he doesn’t even like me anymore, and he didn’t even acknowledge my feelings with a response.
Dan points out that this actually might not be such a 2016 problem after all, responding:
Pokémon Go isn’t destroying your marriage now, just as SimCity wasn’t destroying marriages 15 years ago. Your husband is destroying your marriage. He’s being selfish and inconsiderate and cruel. He doesn’t care enough about you to prioritize your feelings—or even acknowledge them, it seems.
Damn, Daniel. That is very true, though I do disagree with his next bit of advice that suggests to let the husband wear out his interest with both the game and the other woman before making any big decisions:
Let him have his ridiculous obsessions—with this game, with this girl—and when he comes to his senses and abandons Pokémon Go, just like people came to their senses and walked away from Second Life a decade ago, you’ll be in a better position to decide whether you want to leave him.
Counterargument (to borrow a Savage Love–ism): DTMFA.
