My husband started out as a friend who I never would have dated if it weren’t for the pandemic’s strict lockdown. He was a digital nomad before the pandemic grounded him in the city and gave us a chance to fall in love.
Within months, we got an apartment together. It was a blissful beginning, especially since we were both happier than we had expected to be. The world had shut down, and it was just the two of us. We had to navigate being a couple in a public setting only when the lockdown restrictions eased.
My husband is an extrovert. When we were just friends, I appreciated how he showed up to birthdays and weekends away; he was the life of the party. As his girlfriend, however, I saw the flipside. He would go out partying several nights a week, often returning late at night. He seemed incapable of turning down an invitation, sometimes on …