The Guilty Pleasure Secrets Chapter 1It was not a gradual realization through years of parenting, living with an emotionally dull husband, or even endless house chores. It was not an epiphany that one day finally presented itself into the mind of Emily, in the form of recollecting all the bad memories. All the lost rights and wasted dreams of individuality.The Guilty Pleasure Secrets Chapter 1 by Mkemaster
Emily was a good wife. A good Christian, All-American good wife. She had kids that friends were envying, wishing their boys were as respectful as Adam. Crying for their daughters to be as wise as Sima, wishing their daughters loved books the way Sima did.
Emily rarely ever complained, when she did she made sure it was the healthy kind, the one that makes marriages. She was a strong woman, but she knew when to be smart and keep the nagging type of spouse seen in the daytime soup operas she watched- when waiting for the oven to bake a good bunch of cupcakes for Adam- out of the house. Out of her marriage.
It was not a gradual realization. "None is to blame, or maybe ther
I'm Malik, and I love nothing more than drawing and creating art. I have been drawing ever since I was able to move, I think I even drew while I was an embryo haha.
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Two roads. 11.7.14 11:46am There are two roads, since I have lost you. Two roads and one decision. My destiny, my fate, the over all outcome of what may become of me; is going to be shaped by one simple thing. Which way?
The road to the rehab and recovery from you. It leads toward acceptance that you're better off, and maybe someday letting go won't be so impossible. This road will be long and difficult, and I will create many oceans even when they think I'm doing okay. In time, along this road I may collect the necessary pieces to rebuild myself, and the strength to love myself more in case you ever come back again. If I take this road, I have to accept the apology you never gave me, and come to peace that our unsaid goodbye which lacked explanation; dooming us at this cliff hanger. The end of this road will lead me to that cliff, and I'll either jump off it, or soar on my own.
The other road is the one I am on, and have been since you exited my life, and I rea