You never knew the last time you were seeing someone. You didn’t know when the last argument happened, or the last time you had sex, or the last time you looked into their eyes and...

Or, God, maybe this was just life. For everyone on the planet. Maybe the Survivor’s Club wasn’t something you “earned,” but simply what you were born into when you came out of your mother’s womb....

Suck it up! A foolish grumble of advice. Why would I want to suck it up? Why draw it in to let it fester and rot internally until it cankers my insides? I dare offer...