I got married but got divorced six months later. In hindsight, I shouldn't have gotten married after dating a girl for three months. But I'm bipolar and impulsive, so getting married to a total stranger I met in a bar is the type of thing you can expect from me. Anyway, after the divorce she moved out with half the shit in our apartment and I got to stay in it all by myself. The days really got lonely and the nights became unbearable. I spent all my time thinking about us and why things had gone wrong. Until a friend at work told me I should speak to a psychologist to manage my grief. The psychologist told me to fill up my time, that way, I wouldn't be thinking about my ex-wife so much. So I went to my local community college and signed up for a creative writing course. I figured: maybe I could creatively write my ex-wife out of my life.
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