Jen,
I’ve been living a lie for a long while now, but never so dramatically as in the past week.
Coming home late, covering hickeys, bringing you into my home I share with a girl who would literally jump out the window if she knew anything about anything,
driving all the way out to Salem, pretending I’m just a few miles away intently focused on some secret project instead, coworkers asking: “any fun plans tonight?” … just smiling and saying nope… because even if I could tell anyone anything, where would I even begin.
Just lying to everybody. Mom texts me How's it going with [girlfriend]? All good? Yes, of course, everything is perfect, I say as I’m renting an AirBnb far away in the middle of nowhere over Memorial Day Weekend where I will be fucking you, a stranger, no condom, falling asleep with you, on another retreat from my relationship, from my life.