They will be better off, I thought. I’m not worthy, I thought. They wont miss me, I thought. This way they wont have to live with my issues, I thought. So many thoughts went through my head as I kissed my husband, said I love you and drove off in my car, never planning to
I started questioning my decisions…
I had been fighting tears all day…
What are my top 5 tips to stop taking things personally?
What would I want to be remembered for?
Why can’t there be a better system?
You are lovely!
Do you have memories from when you were younger?
But for some reason I felt the need to have the word wife first. Why?
If I can help even one person…