I saw Coley Gabbs kissing his secretary at a pub in the seventh year of our marriage. He called me not long after I left. “It was just a kiss between friends!”
“What’s with the attitude?” he said into the phone.
I could hear his friends in the background making fun of him and saying that I would be very jealous if he left me tonight, like he always does. Before he hung up, Coley told me that if I didn’t say sorry, he wouldn’t come home.
But I wasn’t worried about his threat. I didn’t mind if he chose to come home or get a divorce. Three minutes later, I tweeted on social media: “Put yourself first and give others the freedom they want.”