We’re back to winding down the series of things I’m proud of. With this one, I’m more proud of the other person than I am of myself, but I held …

I left him with the clothes on my back, which unfortunately were casual shorts and a ratty t-shirt. Because of this, when I tried to get an apartment in the …

I am surprisingly proud of a fight I had with my first husband, the man in the purple suspenders. I disagreed with him and held my ground, didn’t cave. I’d …