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I never planned to end up here. At 35, married for over a decade, I was supposed to be settled.
Suburban home, dinner with the in-laws, weekend barbecues.
But there's a room inside me, one I keep locked sealed behind polite smiles and empty small talk.
And every so often I find myself unlocking it, usually on Thursday nights at a discreet little spa just outside Los Angeles.
The place looks ordinary from the outside. White stucco walls, a tasteful sign that says "Revive".