Every kind of panty liner, pad, tampon, menstrual cup and black underwear propped up in an antique curio cabinet in the bathroom. I asked him why and he said “I was trying to make sure that women coming here to have [intercourse] with me would be comfortable. In hindsight, I realize that I may have gone too far.”

I helped him choose some more common items to keep in a plastic bin under the sink. He donated the rest to the local women’s shelter.

That you do get a bit more self-assured in your 30s compared to your 20s and genuinely stop caring about what others think of you as much.