I live with my ex-husband. It’s not exactly a typical arrangement, but life isn’t always clean and simple. We share a home out of necessity, and while we generally stay out of each other’s way, we try to respect boundaries.
So when I stepped outside one evening and noticed that our porch light had been changed to green, my first feeling was irritation. He hadn’t asked me. He hadn’t told me. And it felt like a decision that affected both of us, yet I had no say.
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