For a year I told everyone I was fine. I wasn’t. The divorce didn’t just end a marriage — it ended the only future I’d ever planned. What got me through wasn’t getting over her. It was letting myself finally grieve the life I thought I’d have, and then, one quiet morning, choosing to build a different one.
— Anonymous
Sit With This
What future are you still grieving — and what would it mean to start building a new one?
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