![]() But waves of expectations in Los Angeles often leave a cold foamy sting on the skin in their wake. They knew me as a married person, and I expected them to see me the same way sans wedding ring. ![]() ![]() After 13 years of marriage, I was expecting sympathy, empathy and kindness from this group of married people who no doubt knew, or at least could imagine, how hard this all must have been for me. These were my people - no one was from my ex’s camp. ![]() After all, I was friendly with her friends and knew their husbands and their kids. My best friend’s birthday party at Don Cuco in Burbank seemed like a safe place to make my debut as a divorcée.
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