Women cheat a lot

And this is the proof

Okay, okay, okay, okay, this is a bit of a simplification, because it’s not said that you have to cheat to break up (although if we’re being very honest, that’s usually the case), but what has really been researched is that female couples break up much faster than male-female pairs. And the winners in long-term love are the gays. Who would have thought that?

I heard it yesterday on Radio 1, where my old colleague Martijn Rosdorff presented his column Fact or Fiction. The assumption was that female couples break up faster. And it turned out to be true. The CBS had examined married couples from 2005 (the year of marriage) to 2015 and these were the percentages.

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• Of the heterosexual couples, 18.1% had broken up. I found that surprisingly low, by the way, but that aside.
• Of the gay couples, 15.1% had broken up. They are really the winners, because:
• Of the women, 30 (thirty, THIRTY) percent had broken up.

And I always thought that female couples had it so easy because they can braid hair, understand that you want chocolate and blankets when you’re on your period (by the way, these are the worst jokes about men and menstruation that I secretly also have to laugh at) and don’t say that you have to quit your job if you just want to complain about your manager seven hundred times.

But that’s not how it is. Martijn Rosdorff called a relationship therapist. Whether she knew what was going on. She attributed the cause very much to our decisiveness. Women take the initiative to get married sooner, but also say sooner: enough is enough. We’re moving on. That man just stays sitting on the couch. Left hand on the beer, right hand in his pants. You don’t hear him anymore. But we find our lives too beautiful. Seize the day and so on. And one more thing. We are verbally much stronger, of course. Or sorry, I say ‘of course’, the therapist said: women are verbally stronger. Then it quickly escalates into arguments and divorce as a possible consequence.

Third argument: jealousy. Because that can’t be said to us and in a same-sex relationship, this is also a case of both.

When I came home, I found my youngest daughter. She had played house with her friend S, but they were both mothers. And S had the baby. This was due to the cutest mothers who have had their daughter in my girl’s class for the past six months. I filled the glasses (I seize every reason, after all, it was already Wednesday) and was grateful for her beautiful example. Meanwhile, I hoped that these two lovely women would be the exception to the rule and may continue to be a shining example of how it can also be.