ByJessica Furseth

Jessica Furseth is a freelance journalist writing about technology and culture. She lives in London, UK, with her husband and is into tattoos, good fringe days, cats, snacking, and Stevie Nicks twirling.

  1. Having no one to help carry grocery bags home, that was the worst part of breaking up with my boyfriend of nearly five years.

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  2. Endless loaves of bread. After too many mornings of waking up at his house and finding there was absolutely nothing to eat, I started bringing my own food over. The coffee and peanut butter stayed in the cupboard where I'd left them, but the bread would disappear immediately. At one point I was buying a loaf a week for my own house, and up to three loaves for his. Then he started complaining all that…

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