Intersect (Parallel, #2)

by Elizabeth O'Roark

You’re supposed to have the panini press, the salad swiveler. They were things I chose in an attempt to fill the hole in my life, but it was like pouring water into a pit made of sand…far too soon the space it took up siphoned into nothing and left me empty again.

From my career choices to my boyfriend to the clothes I wore, my whole life has been about shrinking myself, trying to become less than what I was because it felt like the safest course.