Can I start over?
How do you live your life when it’s been inextricably linked to another’s for nearly your entire adulthood?
How do you suddenly learn to cook for one without getting sick of leftovers before you’ve made your way through them?
How do you meet a man for drinks when you weren’t legal the last time you went on a date?
How do you casually date without feeling invested when you’ve been committed to one person for 6 years?
How do you change the light bulbs or the batteries in the smoke detector when you can’t even reach them with the ladder?
How do you get the Christmas tree down from the attic?
Who’s going to go check out the creepy noise in the middle of the night?
What’s an air filter?
How can I not?
How did I feel my most lonesome when you were next to me on the couch?
How did I do laundry, cook, and clean the house every single day after working without so much as a thank you?
How did I keep your secrets from my family and friends when you were lying and stealing from me?
How did I live with a man for years and have no idea what was going on in his head?
Did you really think I wouldn’t figure out you broke into my safe?
Did you actually believe you would get away with it?
Was I just supposed to pretend I didn’t find drugs in my house?
How was I so blind for so long?