Why People Divorce and Miss the Misery — Must Be This Tall To Ride

During the 18 months I was sleeping in the guest room, I felt like a lonely stranger uncomfortable in his own home, at best, and suffocating heavy-chest anxiety the rest of the time. That’s why I loved going to work, and why I dreaded every Friday afternoon when I was staring at a long weekend […]

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