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XIII: The Shitshow, part I

While our breakup came as a surprise to almost everyone, my friends kindly gave me a wide berth on interrogation about what actually happened. I trickled out some platitudes on social media and informed everyone that I'd be moving out, but I largely didn't drag Keith, both to protect him and because I was embarrassed… Continue reading XIII: The Shitshow, part I

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XII: The Bitter End

On Christmas Morning, we dropped the kids back off to their mom and, unceremoniously, my role as a parent officially ended and my slow slink back toward the single life I knew so well officially began. I had 6 days left with Keith and they were each miserable. Let us pray. Kik: After Christmas, Keith… Continue reading XII: The Bitter End

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X: Life After Breaking Up, Pt. 1

Living with an ex after you break up is like sticking your hand in a wasps nest to find out how it feels to be stung: it's very stupid, very efficient and you'll probably find out that what's living inside is a vicious motherfucker. After three days peacefully navigating the difficult emotions and change in dynamic of no… Continue reading X: Life After Breaking Up, Pt. 1

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IX: Falling Apart & Breaking Up

In early June of last year, the night before our 8 month anniversary and my 36th birthday party, Keith gave me the gift that keeps on giving: (not herpes) (emotional herpes?)¬† Trust Issues. I discovered that for months he'd been¬†"liking" every selfie his old roommate, Hannah, posted on her Instagram and had commented on one… Continue reading IX: Falling Apart & Breaking Up