There are no one-liners. No eloquent declarations of love. Things were never so tender.
This guy, let’s call him Robbie, came into my life at a time when I was really searching and yearning to be with someone. I distinctly remember a conversation I had with my sister Candi not long before I met Robbie, telling her how desperately I wanted to meet someone – I had been single for two and a half years and was over it. My sisters’ advice was to be patient and to “go for gold”.
It’s hard to pinpoint what made us realize we were being catfished. Perhaps it was because Sally and I had been to a Green Day concert and found it weird that we weren’t put on guest list. Perhaps it was because a successful band wouldn’t be online so regularly. Or perhaps it was because obviously, obviously, it was not fucking Green Day.
Once I stopped being so ashamed of it, I saw that anxiety was my superpower too. Because of my anxiety, I worked and loved harder. I strived to help others who were going through the same thing.
When I got home I saw live photos of the jet crash; it was taking off during a bad snowstorm and went right into the 14th Street Bridge, killing motorists before it fell into the icy Potomac. It was Air Florida flight #90 en route to Tampa and Fort Lauderdale – the exact flight I took last summer.
“I know Donald Trumps exist. I am not outraged by what I have heard him say. I have heard it many times from many men. Sick, disgusting, rape apologist, misogynistic men exist.”
Sometimes even the zodiac gets a little bloody.
A candidate can appear nearly perfect on paper. But that doesn’t mean he’ll be the partner I was craving.
Life is precious and incredibly fragile and must always be lived to the fullest.
Janice said that she can’t get critics from Manhattan to come to the Downtown Cultural Center exhibits because no one believes any worthwhile art could possibly come out of Brooklyn.