I sat on an armchair in the living room of the apartment I now shared with Anna. I had her old laptop open on my lap. She gave it to me when I moved in so I could look for jobs and do some research on what I might want to do with my life. Since I had spent the past 30 years of my life in a strict, Christian cult, I needed to figure out what the next few decades were going to look like. I tried focusing on the job postings...