So after I settled J under the covers at bedtime and had a good cry (curled up on the couch in the fetal position, a box of tissues at my side), I was flipping through the channels and came across a session of the House of Commons on C-SPAN. There was a Labour Party MP speaking, and guess who she is? She's a relative of The Irishman. Funny.

Because, you know, I needed another reminder of my many painful relationship failures.

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