THE DISTANCE WE DIDN'T NAME
I didn’t sleep for days. I kept replaying that moment in the yard. Why did she have to shout in front of everyone? Why couldn’t we speak privately? Why did she make me feel small… useless? The questions followed me everywhere. I started blaming myself for everything she had become. For the drinking. For the fights. For the anger that no longer looked like the woman I once knew. Maybe if I had stayed… Maybe if I had been stronger… Maybe if I had healed faster… I was so focused on finding my own peace — a space where my heart didn’t ache every time I passed the spot where I almost lost my life. But never — not even for a second — did I forget about her. Or my daughter. They were always in my prayers. Yet the more I tried to reach out, the worse things became. All I wanted w
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