I have never been one to watch a whole lot of TV, and after D-day I stopped altogether for more than a year. It seemed like there were triggers everywhere in the shows, commercials and the news, too. I got stronger after that, but I had gotten out of the habit by then and didn’t really care to get back into it. I watched a show here and there when I spent time with my children, and that was about it.
But then my oldest got a subscription to streaming Netflix. Whenever I was with her, we would watch something on her Netflix list. One show in particular got me hooked: Lie to Me. I am fascinated by the study of reading facial and body language and that is the basis of this show. It ran for two years – the two most stressful years of my life – and I missed its entire run.
My children saw that I was able to watch TV again and they gave me a subscription to Netflix for my birthday. Now I can watch Lie to Me and all my other favorites any time I want. The show Lie to Me has also gotten me interested in studying the work of Dr. Paul Ekman, on whom the show’s main character is based. Fascinating.
I think I was largely blind to my husband’s affair because I trusted him so blindly and so completely that I did not see the glaring signs right in front of me. I had an explanation for everything. I sincerely thought he was going through clinical depression. If I had known how to read faces at that time, would I have caught him earlier? Maybe. Maybe not. But he won’t get away with it a second time, that’s for sure. Not that I’m expecting him to try it again, but my eyes are open now. Just try and LIE TO ME.