they fawn over and lovingly wax twice a week,
I’m ol’ reliable in the garage,
expected to keep everyone safe AND take them off-roading.
Well, that’s just the tip of my dysfunction.
My ex-wife and I had an arranged marriage.
I know that seems archaic to some folks here,
but it’s common in our species’ culture.
It’s basically an online dating service run by your relatives.
We spent months getting to know each other
ChaoticConcertina:before she even moved here.
I supported us while she went to school,
we made plans to have a baby when she finished.
Everything was running like a well-oiled machine.
We got along super well,
we lived together well, we co-parented well.
We genuinely thought we would fall in love
That the passion would just download eventually
like an automatic update.
But we were never more than friendly roommates
who sometimes had sex.
We tried to make it work,
but neither of us wanted a friendly, loveless marriage.
ChaoticConcertina:And after nearly ten years,
that’s all we had.
It was an amicable divorce,
we even did that well together.
But that was almost five years ago.
I’ve been single for half the length of time we were together.
And I haven’t been in a serious relationship since.
And even though I know we had good reasons,
