We had been on this carousel together since 2011 -- a seemingly insignificant period of time in, but at present, that's a substantial era of my life. I sit here trying to recount the bad memories but I can barely find a handful. You've made it impossible for me to hate you.
I think a part of me still loves you while I sit here in the darkness, face hot with tears and disillusionment. But what I want you to know most is that I still love myself, and I still know what love really is.
Progress isn't possible when shame is present. It's time for a more humane and loving approach. We must come together to foster compassionate dialogue grounded in scientific evidence about all of the available options to protect ourselves and take care of each other.
The Wahhh, I Want Him Back Phase... I miss him. I want him back. I stress about our forgone actual plans. We were going to try that new risotto recipe. We have tickets to the Red Sox game next month. He was going to be my plus one at my cousin's wedding.