Once, I was late to work and had to rush out of the house

to my friend Lidia’s apartment. I slowly gathered my essentials, like little bits of armor for when the battle came. All while smiling, cooking dinner, laughing at his jokes. It was like living a double life.

Then came the twist I never expected.

I was having lunch with Lidia, venting about it all. She listened, supportive as always. Then she got quiet.continue reading …