walk away from each other as friends who still loved and supported one another. And I knew a big part of that was I had to stop acting like we could push the divorce under a rug and pretend it was just a little separation. It very well could be more than a little separation. I knew that. I wasn’t ready to face the shit. And I didn’t know if I ever would be. We stayed in our embrace for a few minutes before she pulled away, slapping my chest. “I hate that you made a thug cry.” That made me crack a smile as I used my thumb to dry the tears under her eyes. We both sucked at staying upset at one
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