Several years ago when the relationship I assumed was both nearly perfect and my last turned out to be neither and ended car- off - cliff style, I experienced an unexpected and profound personal awakening.
This awakening arrived convincingly disguised as the most miserable and debilitating period of my life— a life that would now be trimmed short from the disease of ruination.
So complete was this state of psychological collapse, it even followed me into elevators.
As I stood in a hotel elevator one afternoon on my way back to my room,
Surviving What You Think You Can't