The Hardest Thing I Had to Tell an Ex
Some of us realize this far too late.
Nowhere to go
The end came because there was simply no future.
Cut and dry. There was nowhere left to go. We accepted defeat and parted ways.
But the truth is that years later, once reality set in and the distractions of my newly free life had faded, I was left questioning myself. Had I made a mistake?
Impossible. I knew we made the right decision.
Then why couldn’t I let go of this lingering sense that there was a big difference between what I said on the day we parted for the last time — and what I knew deep in my gut?
The truth comes out
In fact, I didn’t know the truth until I found it falling out of my mouth.
Although we had firmly parted ways and built separate lives that were far too awkward to share without wounding the other in some way, there was one lingering thread that kept us connected on rare occasions.
One winter day, I saw his face flash across my phone. I cautiously answered, assuming he was calling to report some news about a shared asset.
The conversation wound down quickly, leaving us both fumbling for the proper…
