After a breakup, what happens to the inner joke? – Wired PR Lifestyle Story

A few months ago I went to a winery to celebrate a friend’s birthday. As we sat around a wooden table, a gentleman began to taste it. Now, this Cabernet has plum notes and plenty of tannins, he said. (Or something like that. Actually, I heard word strings, plums, and then “tannins”).

I turned to the girl sitting next to me. “How do you know if a wine is rich in tannins?” I asked. He told me to round up my glass and watch the wine dripping from the inside. According to him, the slower and brighter the drops, the more tannins there were.

The exchange reminded me of one How I met your mother My ex-boyfriend and I watched the episode at the beginning of our relationship. There, Marshall and Lily tease Ted, pretending to be everything. At one point, Ted makes a comment about the tannins, and Marshall and Lily respond with “taaaaanins,” dragging “a.”

For many years, every time we found ourselves in elegant situations, my ex and I would smile at each other and toast “taaaaanins”. If he had been in the winery, we would have laughed. Instead, I took another leisurely sip and let it pass.

It’s been almost a year since our relationship ended, and I’m constantly amazed at the wicked ways I remember him. It makes sense to notice his absence in the big moments: birthdays, anniversaries, and holidays, which I’m already afraid of. But I didn’t notice the delay in the inner jokes we shared together over the years. I didn’t expect to miss it so much in places where we had no history.

Our loved ones say that we carry them with us everywhere, yes, even those who have left or left you. In their absence, what do you do with the shared referrals you’ve accumulated over time? The jokes you repeat, the songs you invent, the shorthand that comes naturally between people who spend time together. When it comes to love — and mourning — aren’t small things big after all? Aren’t these little moments that distinguish an intimate relationship from a regular acquaintance?

So what do do you do it with those inner jokes that are no longer public? Jokes that need a back story to tell (and not funny to anyone else)? I think you smile at them when you can, and you cry when you feel like it. Maybe you’re writing them down because you need to put them somewhere, and you’re left wondering if many others are carrying these things inside.

Jenny Jin A Los Angeles-based beauty editor, writer, and aerial expert. He also shared it her costume week with us. Find it on Instagram @jyjinwhere he will happily respond to any DM’s life, sun creams and K-pop sensation, BTS.

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