11.1.2021 in Journaled

  • Nov. 1, 2021, 8:05 p.m.
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And here I am- standing on the very fine, jagged edge of my old life about to jump into the new. My heart is fluttering in anticipation, breath short and shallow with excitement, stomach filled with emotions buzzing like angry bees.
Just a few more days. Tomorrow, I gather most of my things from his house and then on Wednesday I come back with a trailer for the big things and then.... I’m done. That’s it. Expunged, expelled, extinguished, erased.... gone from my life F O R E V E R.
Finally. Freedom. Severing all ties. He won’t be able to find me, to touch me, to manipulate me, to hurt me. Only a few more hours before I get to start the beginning of the end.
The end.
Time for a new story


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