She’s my soulmate not my Sugar Daddy

Photo by Ayaneshu Bhardwaj

For richer or for poorer.

In sickness and in health.

Until death do us part.

I married my artist-self; I should have been treating her this lovingly for years. Instead, I’ve spent the time pressuring her to buy me something that raises our status. I’ve flip-flopped between resenting her for withholding, or resenting myself for failing to earn her…