What do I do when I meet someone who feels right… but I'm married?
i don’t even know how to start this. met someone at a friend’s gallery opening here in Berlin. she’s Palestinian, studied film, laughs like she’s telling a secret — habibti, just *gets* me in a way no one has in years. we’ve only had coffee twice, walks by the canal, but it feels dangerous how alive i feel with her. my wife and i… we’re stuck. not bad, not abusive, just… quiet. like two ghosts sharing a fridge and a bed. i moved here from amman 12 years ago, and my family still asks when we’re having another kid. my religion says one thing, but my heart? it’s screaming. i never thought i’d be the kind of man to fall for another woman. but i am. and i don’t know if i can keep lying. she doesn’t know i’m married. part of me wants to stay, part of me wants to run — to tell her everything. but then what? lose my family, my standing, maybe even my daughter’s respect? i feel torn in half.