We decided to keep trying. I’m done acting like we didn’t.
I always hoped they’d be here when my life went back to normal. Good things are happening because I worked hard on myself and I genuinely changed and I tried with everything I had. You can’t do life alone. I tried to get them to see I couldn’t fix it, but I was there to love them through it.
Now I’m closing the chapter of my life that has been the hardest. The last year, the fallout really starting when I lost my job. They should fucking be here.

My insecurities are flaring.








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