How does this happen? How do you spend most of your life with someone only to realize you don’t want to spend the rest of it with them?
I looked into the mirror and saw a stranger staring back at me. Somewhere along the way I’d lost myself. What happened to all the dreams I had? What happened to me?
I miss me -- all that I was and all that I’d hoped to be. Life is strange, sometimes. You go about living it day by day, not paying too much attention. It’s like breathing. It just happens.
But then one day you struggle for air and you realize that time is running out to do all of the things you wanted to do and be all of the things you’d hoped to be. It whacks you over the head like a falling tree in a forest of sadness.
That’s when you know you have to clear a path and crawl out.
Is this fact or fiction? Read on to find out.
This is fiction, but the inspiration came from real life. I thought about a couple I knew who divorced after being married a long time. It blew my mind to think you could spend so many years with someone only to throw in the towel. I wondered how that could happen?
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