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“I can’t do this without you.” “Do what?” He lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. “Breathe.”
“Sometimes you have to let go of the life you planned in order to live the one you’re given.
That saying about the truth setting you free was bullshit. The truth was nothing more than a needle you could use to slowly chip away at the concrete walls of betrayal. It was going to take time for our hearts to stop hurting, the what-ifs to fade into what was, and the gaping wounds of regret to scab over.
I realized I loved my life. And with that kind of freedom, the coulda, shoulda, woulda game didn’t matter anymore. It was hard to be bitter and angry when you had everything you ever wanted.
