Everything Must Go

by Camille Pagán

it was time to admit that I had a choice, just as my mother had said. And to prove that when push came to shove, I could make hard choices instead of doing what was easy just to keep the peace.

disappointment was a more palatable form of sadness,

It’s a terrifying thing, to lose your mind, even if you know that one day you won’t be aware it’s happening anymore. And then you’ll just be . . . gone.