How did we get to this place where we had to be tough all the time and never said how much we loved each other?

No. I just don't want to be a detective. They figure out what happened after the fact, when it's too late. I want to prevent it from happening.

My mistake was assuming that when I got to college, people would not be such assholes.

The nurse knocked softly on the door of the examining room and wheeled in a shiny silver tray displaying neatly arranged instruments of torture.

How did we get to this place where we had to be tough all the time and never said how much we loved each other?

Your lot in life? A lot is something you draw, like straws. It's chance. You didn't get this life by chance. You chose it on purpose. If you're dissatisfied from it, you can change it.

It was better that we never apologized to each other. Then we'd be admitting that we were wrong and we owed each other something. That's where people got into trouble.