Last night I read three months of messages between my girlfriend and a guy named Drew, and the last thing I felt was pain. It was cold, clean rage. She slept right next to me while I sat on the…
The first time I noticed it was in January, sitting on my couch. Her phone buzzed, she angled it away from me, read the message, and set it face down. I told myself not to be paranoid. By February, she was texting through dinner and locking her screen every time I walked into a room. … Read more