The Other Wife

by Claire McGowan

But if you admit to friends how unhappy you are, you have to admit it to yourself as well.

Rumination, they call it in psychology. When your brain worries away at a minor thing until you wear a hole in yourself, like an unravelling jumper.

It almost took my breath away, how easily we can destroy each other, when we’re in love.

Funny how the things people love at first are the things they end up hating.

But that’s the thing about rock-bottom. It gives you something firm to put your feet on, at last.