I was so happy. I felt like I was on top of the world. Finally, I found someone who was my match. I was perfectly whole, filled up with fantastical lies I told myself.
Everything was imperfectly perfect and I thought that was exactly how it should be.
“I’m not playing house, I am preparing for our marriage”
“He may not be the best of boyfriends, but he will be a better husband and father to our children”
It was as if I thought that I could borrow Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother to circle her wand to create my dreams.
Funny, the most magic experienced was when we were not in the home.
If what they say is true about home being where the heart is, maybe that’s why I never felt at home…
Pursuit of S.H.E. 