Tag: Emotional Abuse

15 Years His Wife: The End

I’ve danced long enough with metaphors and hints. I circled and paced, eating my hands bloody. The truth is not beautiful and I will not give you splendid adjectives along with breathtaking scenery tonight. My time has come. Let me out of this cage, I rage. You’ve read the good. The facade, and as I type these words I realize…

The Nobody.

Maybe I’m not good enough. Maybe I’m a ‘loser’. Maybe I come from a long line of so-called ‘losers.’ Maybe I won’t amount to anything. Maybe I’m a dime a dozen and there isn’t any real talent inside of me. Maybe I’m just wasting my time. Maybe I’m lazy. Maybe I am an awful wife who stoppedĀ loving a long time…

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