I broke up with a woman I loved in the most vile way. I told her there was someone else and asked someone to play the role of that someone else. The truth: I have primary progressive multiple sclerosis, I’m infertile, I’m not the same person she fell in love with and she was willing to give up the best years of her life to waste them watching me get more and more sick. I never told her. She hates me, probably, but I feel better now that I’m alone than I ever did when I listened to her hoping for a life she would never have with me.

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