So when we were going through whatever we were going through, I'm just like,

I fucking hate this guy, but fuck it.

You never threw the D word on me?

Never.

You did that every single time.

Every single fucking time, yeah.

Hi there lovers and friends and welcome to lovers and friends of podcasts where each episode is like a box of intimacy chocolate.

You never know what you're gonna get.

We talk about sex, relationships and connections topics that I have devoted my life to.

And in case you're only here for this week's guests, which are Bart and Gio and you have no clue who the fuck I am.

I'm Shamboo Dramm and intimacy expert and sexologist who for the past 15 years has been on a mission to take topics that are usually seen as taboo and tackle them with the public in a smart, fun and dare I say sexy way.

With sexy in mind, let's get on with the question of today's episode.

Is it healthy to think and talk about breaking up with the person that you have identified as your life partner? In other words, when we say I do, should we also mutter under our breaths until I don't.

You have no class, Thornton, and I am tired of it. I want to divorce.

I knew we had something in common. I hope that I never forget this night. I was sitting in the passenger seat of a white convertible,

Jared and I's first card together and we're driving along the back streets of Hollywood.

I can't remember what we were talking about or what he had just said, but I do vividly remember turning and looking at him and saying, you're the first person I've ever known who I know loves me and believes in the goodness of me like they believe in air.

I don't ever feel like I have to audition for your approval or for your love. Thank you.

That right there is the moment that Jared went from being my boyfriend to my life partner, even though it took us a couple of years or a year and a half after to actually get engaged. Now I wish I could tell you that that night was also the last time that I thought of ending my relationship.

But it's not. I think about divorce a lot. Now recently I identified this as something that I wanted to work on. I made a promise to myself that I was going to stop using that word as a mental scapegoat, but I guess I'm not that great at making promises to myself because I thought about divorce yesterday.

The moment I knew I wanted a divorce was the day we walked into David Buster's. He looked at me. He wanted me to order the food, get the tickets, figure it out and kind of lead the date. And I just knew I wasn't in love with him anymore and he was just my friend.

Well, the truth is I didn't actually want to get married in the first place and I just thought I've got to point in this relationship where if I don't leave, he's going to hurt me or I'm going to hurt myself. So I finally left with nothing more than my PJs, which was running at the time and my handbag and never look back.

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