#64 - Trailer Parks and New Jobs
We are a community of singles and non-singles sharing our relationship journeys. Welcome to our weekly newsletter that includes a few stories, a rotating topic, and anything new we are trying out. It’s early days - thanks for being curious about us and following along.
Happy Tuesday!
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Two stories below. Great to see you.
Our Stories
These are real stories collected from otters we meet along the way.
26F | Single | Office Manager | Portland, OR
Our home neighbored a trailer park. Since I was ten years old, all I cared about was making money and being independent as soon as possible. At some point during my second attempt at senior year of high school, I was paired up with the new kid. He had just moved from the Philippines. We were both struggling, but our experiences were different. I went from wanting to escape my life to feeling a deep sense of belonging with him and his whole family that I’d never felt before. Even when we were just friends his mom was saved in my phone as a favorite. My own mom is not saved in my favorites. Eventually we got together, but not long after that I moved away for a better job. He was heartbroken, but nothing mattered more to me than financial freedom which is what this job gave me. Our story ended in 2019. I haven’t experienced love like that since then. I often wonder if I lost the thing that was harder to find.
56M | Divorced | Education | Philadelphia, PA
I left a tenured position at a university to join another school in another state. It was easy to justify to our girls why I was getting a place where my new job was. It was easy to explain to friends and family that this was a great opportunity. The truth is this job just gave us cover. There was no infidelity, no loss of respect, but there was a loss of interest. We tried therapy. We tried sex toys. We tried meditation. We tried getting back into shape. We tried doing it for our girls. We tried for years, and then we used this job to give us cover and tried taking some space. Two years later we divorced. I regret taking the job and taking the space.
Thanks for sharing some of your Tuesday here. As always feel free to reply with any questions, feedback, dating stories, and/or cheesy jokes.
See you next week!
-Simran