The beginning of the new year, the fifth of January to be exact, one of my closest and beloved friends called me sobbing at four in the morning. I immediately jolted out of bed, panicked because 1) I couldn’t understand a single word she was saying and 2) I thought something terrible had happened to her. As I did my absolute best to calm her down, she went on to say the words I dreaded hearing from any of my loved ones: I’m getting a divorce. I’ve known Casey since we were in elementary and anyone who knew her adored her. She was one of those people who radiated positivity…