Three days ago, covered in another story, my wife and I decided to call time on our years as a couple, and move forward as a team, as friends, and as parents to our kids. The following days have been, good, bad, and fucking horrible — in about equal measure.

Day 0 — the day of our big talk, I felt very sad, and quite relieved. There was relief at not having to try to make it work anymore, relief at not having ruined our friendship by raising the subject, and there was a sheer, despondent, sadness that I couldn’t…










Owen C. Jones

I’m a software developer livng in Cardiff, UK. I write about user experience, coding, morality, politics, and other things that are interesting.

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