A friend once emailed me a clip of an episode of Real Housewives of Some American City, and one of the wives, to prove how solid and secure and “divorce-proof” her marriage was, boasted that, “In our house, we don’t use the D-word.” My honest opinion? That’s just fucking stupid. The existence of divorce is out there whether you acknowledge it or not. I may decide we won’t “use the C-word” in our house, but it doesn’t mean no one’s getting cancer.
