As I lived alone in shame and pain, I cried out to God…Who am I? If you need to catch up on the New Glarus series, click here.
Broken beyond belief…
Useless damaged goods.
Where do I go from here?
If I am not Mrs. then who am I?
If I’m not Christian married mother
What. Am. I?
My mother always said my mouth would get me into trouble someday.
These are those days.
I could not stay silent.
Stay silent when he turned his back on me, on us, on God.
I paid the price.
Discarded like a piece of trash,
Crumpled like a written mistake.
Hurt. Alone. Frightened.
Strong hands pick me up.
A few people look past my shame.
They risk their reputation
To uphold mine.
The sun still shines but it is dark
and I wonder if I will ever see light again.
Thirteen years of precious life.
Gone. Spent. On the wrong person?
Perhaps. In the wrong way?
I. Don’t. Believe. in Divorce.
But Divorced I Am.
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