I Was the One Who Got Away

Sometimes, being alone is the best way to love ourselves.

Sometimes, being alone is the best way to love ourselves.

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Grief. I was supposed to feel grief. I held open the door of the clerk’s office with my hip while maneuvering a double stroller through the narrow opening and thought about the fact that filing for divorce was supposed to leave me feeling the heavy sense of loss. I…