Why Women Let Men Hurt Us

Why do we stay when we know it’s time to go?

I am lying belly-down on the couch in my home. I am planning to move out in two weeks. I am going to miss this couch, this solitude, this quiet lonely life.

I am lying belly-down on this couch in part because this couch smells like human. It smells like my last hookup, the guy who was not particularly respectful, who…