Monday was Thomas and my wedding anniversary, but we’ve now been together long enough that I feel stupid and embarrassed writing about our anniversaries as though they were something to note, as though anyone cared to hear about them, as though there were anything new to say. People post all the time about the worst ways a couple can tweet or caption instagrams about each other and inevitably I’ve always done almost all of them. The only non-embarrassing option is to ignore it, is to not post one’s partner at all, to leave the photo un-captioned, maybe, as though it were possible for there to be some mystery about posting a photo of the face of this person who is obviously my husband, who has appeared in numerous photos and captions and anecdotes with me everywhere else on my social media, as though suddenly now it could be some kind of restrained and elegant secret if only I did it minimally enough.
failures
failures
failures
Monday was Thomas and my wedding anniversary, but we’ve now been together long enough that I feel stupid and embarrassed writing about our anniversaries as though they were something to note, as though anyone cared to hear about them, as though there were anything new to say. People post all the time about the worst ways a couple can tweet or caption instagrams about each other and inevitably I’ve always done almost all of them. The only non-embarrassing option is to ignore it, is to not post one’s partner at all, to leave the photo un-captioned, maybe, as though it were possible for there to be some mystery about posting a photo of the face of this person who is obviously my husband, who has appeared in numerous photos and captions and anecdotes with me everywhere else on my social media, as though suddenly now it could be some kind of restrained and elegant secret if only I did it minimally enough.