I was married for 12 years to a man I thought was the one.
Sometime’s we aren’t afraid to say what we’re feeling or how we are coping because we’ve realized that the events of life past has made us who we are.
Last week I had a health scare. I’ve had high blood pressure for over a year now and when I say high I mean 170s/120’s. I’ve been on medication for it this whole time Nothing has brought it down lower than 150’s/90’s. Usually I just get a headache and feel “off”. Last Sunday afternoon I woke up with severe chest pain and that scared me. I was also really out of breath and fatigued after getting dressed to go to the ER.
There’s a certain purgative quality to having your own space back after cohabiting with someone.