The Ex Vows

by Jessica Joyce

“I love it when you beg, Georgia. You never ask for anything.”

When I mention this to my therapist, she’s thoroughly impressed. “I love this discovery for you, Georgia.” The people pleaser in me sings. No amount of therapy will fully release the chokehold praise has on me.

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“I’m not saying I wasn’t scared after I did it, or that I’m not still. But I know that fear is my anxiety talking and, let’s be honest, a heavy fucking dose of being a cog in a capitalistic roller coaster you feel like you can never get off of.”