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320 pages, ebook
First published May 2, 2017
Giulia grew intolerably frustrated by our inability to understand her. She rolled onto her back, pulled her knees toward her chest, and chanted, “Voglio morire, voglio morire, voglio morire.” I want to die, I want to die, I want to die. At first she hissed through her teeth, then started shouting, “VOGLIO MORIRE, VOGLIO MORIRE, VOGLIO MORIRE!” in an aggressive roar. I'm not sure which scared me more: listening to my wife whisper her death wish or scream it.
I felt trapped by the impossibility of the situation. I didn't trust Giulia to make her own decisions. I wanted to make them for her, which led to her resenting me for not trusting her. I didn't want Giulia to resent me, but the only way to do that would be to allow her to make her own decisions, even if that included choices that could hurt or even kill her. It wasn't going to work if I remained in charge, and it would be too risky if she was in charge.