People ask me what marriage is like. It is like coming alive to the best and worst versions of yourself. Evenings spent on passion projects, peering over our laptops. Music playing in the background. Those are the nights that make me feel the luckiest. Marriage is seeing all the gross habits that were once so much easier to hide. Polite yet terse conversations about some household task. Asking for help. Asking for forgiveness. Feeling as beautiful and as capable of ugliness as you have ever felt. It’s constantly asking, “What I do to deserve this kind of love?” That’s marriage.

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