My partner leaves in the aftermath of our worst fight ever to chop off his long locks. When he returns its in tearfuls with apologies and shame in tow. His now shorn head isn’t a bad look but something in his brief time away allows him reflect and form earnest words for change and reconciliation. He vows to seek counciling, and to stop taking a hair loss therapy drug he’s been taking for years known to cause anxiety.
I suspect the suicide of his co worker and russian tensions also don’t help, so I do my best to put my best foot forward for my daughter’s benefit and hopefully my own, but I also tell him he doesn’t get to play martyr for the sake of duty without desire.
Skip to content