I’m never the main character, always secondary.
The quiet of the morning opens in a vast skyline towards the ocean’s horizon.
While we were growing together, I was beginning to discover a whole different part of me that I didn’t even know existed, and truthfully, I was scared.
I was served divorce papers smack dab in the middle of the coronavirus outbreak.
Maybe it wasn’t real for you, but I really felt like you had never given this much of yourself away.
I didn’t want to be cuddled up and making out with someone who couldn’t play his part and stay home when it wasn’t absolutely necessary to be outside.
It has made it harder and more lonely but also more reflective and inward.
You hurt me more than you will ever know.
With my old name, I am a victim.
It’s not up to you, my family, or my friends to tell me how to heal – and I am saying this without the smallest trace of malice or passive-aggressiveness.