We broke up tried it with other people. We broke down. Against our better judgment, reunited only to go our separate ways again. To the dismay of family and so-called friends, who moonlight as psychotherapists (the-rapists), but are either sexually deprived, emotionally challenged, alone and down on love or in a relationship more dysfunctional than ours, we stayed together...Now it's official. We are both confused, but together. I think. Well, aren't we? Hmmm...I'm not sure. That's not good. Right?