the ongoing grief of in the loss itself. I feel like I was over him long before I ever left. His transgression had led to this so it felt like a simple matter of acceptance that he wasn't who I thought he was. But the loss of a second marriage, modeling all the wrong things AGAIN?
all the collateral damage that's still permeating our loved ones? There's my grief, heels dug in for what feels like the long haul.
When I'm finally free, will I find closure?
Remains to be seen, but if I'm one thing,
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