Suburban Goddess

“Happy endings are just stories that haven’t ended yet.” - Mrs. Smith

It took exactly 48 hours for me to come back to myself. By that, I mean, returning to my personality B.C. (Before Chip). In 48 hours, I realized I have been living someone else’s life for almost two years, possibly longer. In 48 hours, I realized that I wasn’t doing it through any duress by him, but a self-imposed exile from myself because of a crippling fear of being alone.

I have now been alone for over 48 hours, and I’m not dead yet. I know that sounds ridiculous, but it was truly an epiphany for me. The worst thing that could happen is that he could decide not to come back. Reality check; I still have a life to live. And now I’m responsible for another life, a life that depends on me.

This may come off as a melancholy post, but it is anything but that. Whether the story ends now or later, you CAN have a happy ending. It may not be the ending you expected, but life is too short to worry about the endings that could have been…

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