“We were sitting in a minivan eating sadness sandwiches with a side of curly fries. There were a lot of conversations where I would literally tell him, ‘You don’t love me.’ On this rainy April day, I had finally worn him down.”
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‘My pregnant self was ‘dropping it like it’s hot’ to induce labor. 2 years later, all dancing ceased. A police officer said everything that could be done, was done.’
“I collapsed in the middle of the backyard. My face buried in the grass, which Scott took so much pride in maintaining, everything on me curled up. Every muscle contracted. I clawed the ground. Silent screams. Black. Blank. Nothing.”
