And now? I was blistered, run-down, exhausted. Incapable of rest. Terrified to stop for fear of what might emerge from the shadows. That night, brushing my teeth next to John, I realized I simply could not keep going like this. I believed that the pain of maintaining the status quo was greater than the pain of facing whatever it was I had been trying to outrun. For the first time, I could see a different path.
