I was listening to a interview recently and they were talking about the author of "Eay, Pray, Love" and they were talking briefly about how her mindset about relationships is gaining steam among a subset of women in the western world. I feel like this sums up my wife and what she did-

Gilbert wrote that she "careened from one intimate entanglement to the next—dozens of them—without so much as a day off between romances." She acknowledged, "Seduction was never a casual sport for me; it was more like a heist, adrenalizing and urgent. I would plan the heist for months, scouting out the target, looking for unguarded entries. Then I would break into his deepest vault, steal all his emotional currency and spend it on myself."\32]) She realized that, "I might indeed win the man eventually. But over time (and it wouldn't take long), his unquenchable infatuation for me would fade, as his attention returned to everyday matters. This always left me feeling abandoned and invisible; love that could be quenched was not nearly enough love for me"

I'm assuming a lot of you here have had a similar experience with yours. The last line in particular is really on point.