Today hit me hard; it’s been a journey of a couple of years, but today feels particularly significant.
It’s been just over a year since I chose to embrace single life.
Since June, I’ve been living alone—with my kids, of course.
I’ve done my best to remain amicable as I work to mend what was broken.
However, today is different. It’s not sadness over a loss that weighs on my heart, but rather a deep yearning to break free from this exhausting cycle.
Most days, I laugh when he insists that I can’t leave and that we’re still together.
But today, I find myself reaching for an edible and crying into my bed, hoping that the relentless spinning of the hamster wheel will finally come to a stop, granting me a moment of peace.
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