crickets

Just began the process of divorcing my wife of 4 years for having a sexual relationship with someone I’ve been friends with for over 20 years. With the marriage goes my sense of financial security, a cohesive circle of close friends, a stable place to live, an adorable pup, and pretty much the entirety of my life plans for the next five years. I’m living paycheck to paycheck, and only barely so.

But I’ve learned to rely on myself and my resolve a lot more, and the relationship I’ve begun to forge with my inner-self is something I wouldn’t trade away for anything. And I’ve become a lot closer with the friends I’ve retained, or it feels like I have.

I take it further in my belief that it was entirely accidental.

Assholes?

In my experience, the majority is great. The problem is that the loudest and most intrusive ones monopolize all the nearby attention.

My recommendation would be to find some quiet third places in which to seek out people you enjoy being around.

As someone with both a fear of death and depression, this made me chuckle a bit