We’ve had a terrible evening. The next morning, we wake up already feeling exhausted. Full of regret.
The first thing you say to me is an apology. You tell me you feel awful. I try to let you off the hook, but you aren’t done feeling bad yet about what you said. So you make me really good coffee instead. » Read more
“How could you not know I was upset with you?” I asked him, boggling. “How could you possibly have thought that trip went well? We fought the whole time.”
“We did not fight,” he replied.
I found myself speechless out of shock. “I cried and yelled. You argued and yelled back, » Read more
PQ 15.5 — How do I define “commitment”? Do my definitions leave room for nontraditional commitments and nontraditional relationship trajectories?
Here is a good example of commitment, drawn from an earlier piece:
I walked a mile in the bitter cold to get him DayQuil while he was buried up to his neck in covers, » Read more
It’s no trick loving someone at their best. Love is loving them at their worst.
You’re really beautiful, the stranger writes.
Honey, I know that you think so, and while I appreciate the compliment, I wouldn’t stake my house on it. » Read more
My eyes are raw from crying. As I sit on the downstairs couch, I feel like there are bricks in my chest. If I think carefully through the last hour, I can actually retrace the series of statements that took us here. But he’s sitting upstairs in the bedroom angry and frustrated. Not in the mood to talk about anything. » Read more