Ode to My Divorce: The Funeral of the Woman I Used to Be

This divorce is not just the death of a marriage. It is the funeral of a woman I once knew. The woman who believed love meant endurance.Who thought loyalty meant staying even when staying was killing her.Who confused sacrifice with devotion and suffering with strength. She loved until there was almost nothing left of her. …

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I Spent My Life Searching for a Love I Had Already Been Given

Tonight, I came home after an eleven-hour shift. I was exhausted. Mentally drained. Ready to eat something, decompress, and just be left alone. And, of course, my mom had fresh food waiting for me. She was hovering around me, asking me if I wanted this, if I wanted that, making sure I ate. And my …

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