breakup
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Things have officially gotten out of hand. I’ve written here about my experiences with dating apps. I’ve written about my most recent attempt at a relationship. And up until now, I’ve been very careful about how I’ve told those stories. Careful with people’s feelings. Careful not to sound angry. Careful to soften things. I’m tired… Read more
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If someone looked only at the statistics of my life, they might summarize it with a short sentence: three marriages, three divorces. Numbers are tidy that way. They flatten years of love, struggle, growth, and change into something that looks like 1 simple fact from the outside. But real relationships are not tidy. They are… Read more
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I finally told TJ to get lost. Mark came to take care of the kids, and Jason came to take care of me. Both of them are doing a damn good job at their respective “duties,” and the house is peaceful once again. I feel happy—lighter and more carefree, like I used to. It’s been… Read more
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Around town, Jason Babcock has a reputation as a drunk asshole. About three months ago, he quit drinking, and from what I can see, he’s actually a pretty decent person now. We’ve been chatting online for a few days, and last night he came over so we could talk one-on-one for the first time. He… Read more
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For a long time, my life has felt like it’s been spiraling — honestly, ever since I cheated on my high school sweetheart. Sometimes I wonder if I’ve just been punishing myself ever since. Other times I wonder if I’ve simply been dealt a bad hand. When I was 20, I finally met my biological… Read more
