Am I an After Thought? in This Too Shall Pass (or Maybe Not)

  • Sept. 30, 2020, 2:01 p.m.
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You come home and tell me again that you are going out with your friends. Again. Again. We were given the opportunity to go together to do something just the two of us and you were too tired the whole weekend. Again. Again. I give you my home, my money, my family, my love, my time, my all.

When do you put “us” first? At what point do I feel my energy reciprocated? Is it even worth it anymore?

You are my island. A safe, steady island, with a gigantic steaming volcano in the middle of it. Not imminently threatening, but still slowly killing the plants with the noxious gas emitting from inside. No one even notices until things are dead all around you.

Is this what I’ve pictured my life to be? Am I worth anymore? Maybe I was always the after thought, even to myself.


Last updated September 30, 2020


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