One of Us Is Dead

by Jeneva Rose

She was a forgive-and-forget kind of person. I, on the other hand, always believed there was another option on the table. Forgive, forget, or fucking never let it go.

I no longer know who I am, because sometimes we become strangers to even ourselves.

Love and entrepreneurship didn’t go hand in hand, because they both required sacrifice. And we only have so much we can sacrifice before we have nothing left to give.