"Turn and face the strange..."
And so here I am. Alone.
There may have been an absence of information about Russ lately. Or perhaps ever in the history of this blog. Perhaps that was on purpose, I don't really know. But it was. And there has been an absece of blog all together for quite a few weeks. And I can now report to you that there was a pattern.
After Duncan died, there was no longer any reason for the McGarrys to maintain the niceties that had filled up our daily existance. I came to the conclusion after weeks of soul searching that I was no longer in love with Russ. That we had in fact fallen into some fairly toxic patterns and that we needed help. We went to therapy.
Jose Cohen turned out to be a dream of a therapist. We are both still seeing him weekly. And with his guidence, we decided to separate. Russ moved out. He now lives in Silver Lake near all his friends. He seems very happy and I am happy for him. He even has a date Saturday!
I am quietly trying to fluff up the house to my liking while spending some quality time with my new friend, whom you will meet in a future episode. I am both terrified and elated. What a wild ride.
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