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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

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VIII: Kids

Growing up, I considered it a foregone conclusion that my life would follow the traditional timeline of my rural small town: finish high school, fall in love, get married and be done having babies before age 30. No muss, no fuss. As an actual adult, of course, there are not enough horrified gasps in the world… Continue reading VIII: Kids

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VII: The Ex-Wife

In Keith's Fairy Tale, which he loved to tell, the greatest villain was his ex-wife, Stacey. Cruel, vindictive, calculating, and unkind to children and animals, she was the love child of The Bros. Grimm and Cruella DeVille. Of course in real life she's wasn't quite the storybook character he described, but she was a fucking terrible person. However, if… Continue reading VII: The Ex-Wife