And, also: I didn’t anticipate how deeply this move would feel like an abdication of something important. At parties, I haven’t been able to answer questions about it without my voice quivering. I’m going to live alone, and I’m sad about it, for a lot of reasons, and we don’t have simple social shorthand for any of them. I want to see more models for what thoughtful adulthood can look like. I want to try to name them, even just for myself — these little tendrils of socially-hidden experience