11:51pm — From a Public Shitter
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3 min readOct 11, 2016
I’m in a bathroom stall writing this and I’m not okay. I feel so stupid, like a badly written character in a badly written movie. How can any real person be as ridiculous as this?
It doesn’t make sense to me how I could be with someone, mutually in love, for years, there, present, every single day, and I rarely think about her now. Hell, I was married to her and I’m totally fine that we got divorced and…