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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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VI: The Roommate

Despite our instant connection, we didn't actually have much in common, so Keith ingeniously orchestrated a bond way more powerful than having the same interests: he made sure that we hated the same people. When he brought his compelling narrative of victimization to the table, he found in me an immediate ally and our shared pursuit of slaying his dragons… Continue reading VI: The Roommate