Confession: In my early 20s, I was the other woman on two separate, isolated occasions—once with an ex and once with a childhood friend. It made me feel safe because nothing would ever become of it: I found connection through the wall of knowing they’d have someone to go back to.
I never did it again and I never will.
Sound of the day: https://youtu.be/R-u5i-_eycw?si=ha6NxsSJTjPAuSzV

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