Why I’m No Longer Jealous of My Beautiful Friends

I used to believe my love life was cursed. Then I told myself a different story.

Illustration: Cat Finnie

I’m driving from Pittsburgh to New Orleans because I might be having a midlife crisis. This is stupid, mind you. Not the driving to New Orleans, which is always a good idea, but the midlife crisis. I’m 39, I’ve published a bunch of novels, I’m an…