The tears I’ve cried could fill a swimming pool—and for years, I thought it would be easier to just hold my breath at the bottom.
Loving you was simple.
I’m glad I have the freedom to write about this, and put it out there and encourage other women to do the same.
Say hello. Say yes. Try. Text him back for God’s sake. See what you discover along the way.
True colors prevail in the quality of their departure, through and through.
Right now, I am scared. I don’t want to be scared. Right now I am going to focus on healing myself, by myself.
As a wise woman once said, “You can call me a snowflake if you want to, but I am one of millions and together we make a goddamn blizzard.”
On weekends when I was home from work, he’d go to his mom’s house for eight hours at a time to watch porn.
You will do everything in your power to try to support them.
So when I bare my body instead of my soul
Know I am opening myself up to you the only way
I have ever known.