The face you give the world tells the world how to treat you.

Tampon commercial, detergent commercial, maxi pad commercial, windex commercial - you'd think all women do is clean and bleed.

I would have done anything to feel real again.

What a generous thing that is, I realize, for a husband to try to make his wife laugh.

Because isn’t that the point of every relationship: to be known by someone else, to be understood? He gets me. She gets me. Isn’t that the simple magic phrase?

He was one of those guys who'd pronounce I'm a hugger as he came at you, neglecting to ask if the feeling was mutual.

And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don't have genuine souls.