Netflix’s Queer Eye eased my anxieties about becoming a father

On January 2, 2018, my wife burst through our apartment door. She was hyperventilating and weeping. After a Christmas season populated by pets and trees (the mortal enemies of an asthmatic with allergies), she’d been having trouble breathing and finally went to the doctor to get it checked out. When she was sent for a…

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