Seven years into my marriage, I hit a breaking point. Since then, I’ve had to decide whether life would be better without my husband in it.

Good morning! The other day some friends and I were reminiscing about an app idea we had years ago that would allow you to “blind cancel” on your friends. That is—flag if you were open to canceling a plan, which would only be revealed if the other person flagged it too. Basically, it was Tinder for bailing. This was our ultimate dream: an official, guilt-free conduit for that quiet hope that your friends wants to cancel, too.

After a pandemic dip, the number of married couples “living apart together” has started to rise again. And women, in search of their own space, are driving the increase.

No relationship is perfect. Try to start thinking of yours as an ecosystem that you share with someone else.