What Kind Of Monster: All Fours, Alas

In the summer of 2024, I left my marriage and, with it, my house, my hometown, and my job. A year later, I had a new partner, a new apartment, and a new job. A seamless transition—except for the guilt, shame, and self-loathing that followed me from one life to the next.

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