"I’ve made a lot of mistakes. I’ve counted too heavily on futures, making a habit of assessing our lives by the plans and destinations we promise each other we’ll arrive at together, drawing unreasonable boundaries and holding him to impossible standards — but I believe, really believe, that we’re going to be okay and the days will pass and there will be a happy ending because we are pretty fucking good together. I guess I didn’t need four paragraphs to say that."