CHEATING OURSELVES
Once I cheated on someone who was cheating on someone to be with me. The person he was cheating on to be with me was cheating on her husband to be with him. You can’t make this stuff up. We were high school sweethearts once. I lost my naivete to him. Now we were ruthless, ruthlessly ruining our own credibility. How could I ever believe myself in love again?
This piece was originally published by Hobart. Cover photograph by Darla Mottram.