There’s a moment in every long-term relationship when you realize:
You’re the drama.
Yesterday, I stood in the kitchen, sincerely apologizing to my partner for being snappy. I even touched his arm. Eye contact and everything. Real adult behavior.
Thirty minutes later?
He asked if I wanted tea and I responded like he’d just set our house on fire.
“DO I LOOK L…
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