She's Not Coming Back. And I'm Done Waiting for Her.

I finally stopped trying to be the woman I used to be in the morning. Everything changed.

In my robe waiting for my energy to join me

I Thought Something Was Wrong With Me Every Morning

For a stretch of time not that long ago, I would wake up feeling… off.

Not sick. Not sad.

Just slow. Foggy. Slightly disconnected from myself.

And because I have spent most of my life in a world that rewards sharp starts and early risers, I did what a lot of us do.