ABSTRACT
David and I were married almost two years after our first meeting. The development of our relationship was slow and irregular. David wanted to be married, to have a home and, above all, a family, but nevertheless seemed reluctant to commit himself to a permanent relationship with me. He could only move forward by breaking off the relationship completely every few months, and then returning—sometimes within hours—as though nothing had happened. I had been quite sure of my feelings for him three or four months after we first met and found this ambivalence very painful, but not sufficiently painful to stop seeing him, as in spite of it all, I felt we were resolving something which had to be resolved if we were to have any future together.
