Tag: writing
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Episode 7- The Day it Stopped Feeling Temporary
Nothing dramatic happened that day. No shouting.No slammed doors.No moment you’d circle in red and call the beginning of the end. That’s what made it harder to ignore. Sydney was standing at the counter packing lunches — the same motions, the same rhythm — when she realized she was moving through her life without expecting…
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Episode 6- The Safest She’s Felt
She didn’t remember the night in a straight line. It came back to her in pieces — sensations more than scenes. The low hum of music. The way the light in his apartment felt warm instead of bright. The quiet confidence in how Ryan moved around the space, like he wasn’t trying to impress her…
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You thought you could Dim me- a poem
First of all, I have never written poetry. Never. Last night as I was drifting off to sleep o started saying these lines and I knew I’d have to sit up and write them down before full falling asleep otherwise they’d be gone forever. this morning I woke and finished the last stanza. You Thought…
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Episode 5 — The Weight of a Life That Doesn’t Fit Anymore
Sydney woke before the sun again.Not rested. Just awake in the way a body wakes when it’s been carrying too much for too long. Her husband’s back was turned toward her, rising and falling in a rhythm untouched by anything she was feeling. Once, that sight made her feel safe.Now it made her feel… replaceable.…
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Episode 4- The Kiss that Stopped Her World
Sydney always remembered the night it finally happened — not because it was wild or reckless, but because it was inevitable. A slow slide into gravity neither of them resisted anymore. They stood outside her apartment after date number three. The air was cool, the street quiet, city lights blurring in the distance like they…
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I deserve a life that doesn’t hurt (author’s post)
I have been using ChatGPT a lot to plan my future. Finances, finding attorneys, creating scripts for bad situations my husband puts myself or kids in. Even analyzing text messages or what he says or does to ground me in reality. It’s been insanely helpful. This morning I almost felt guilty for all this planning.…
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Life is funny sometimes (author post)
I climbed on my Peloton treadmill tonight (yes, I know that’s the whitest mom shit I’ve ever said but it’s who I am. I own that). My name on there is Fittestbyforty. I turn 38 in January… I giggled to myself because now my goal is #divorcedbyforty. I guess the goals could be one in…
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Episode 3- From gray to vivid color
The next few days passed in that dull, soft-gray way life sometimes does — packed lunches, the same four dinner options, endless laundry cycles like waves smoothing down whatever edges she had left. Sydney felt herself moving through rooms instead of living in them. Little things had started catching in her chest. Her husband leaving…
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Episode 2- The Day They Pretended Not to Fall
The art museum had smelled faintly of old wood and lemon polish that day — quiet enough that their footsteps echoed, loud enough that their laughter felt like rebellion. Sydney remembered walking beside Ryan, shoulder brushing shoulder, both trying to look sophisticated and failing miserably every time they passed something bizarre. Ryan had stood in…
Her Quiet Escape 