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Breaking point.
“Get your happiness while you can, baby!
I tell her.
“FUCK IT!”
Her fists go flying into the air.
“I'm going for the man of my dreams..”
“Hell with the costs right? You only live once!”
Twenty-seven years and this was it.
How it all went down.
This pivotal moment in time.
The breaking point.
When she started to live for herself.
The very next hour..
she packed a tiny suitcase..
then dropped her wedding ring in the toilet..
and bought a one-way ticket towards a new life.
Didn’t even say goodbye.
You bad ass bitch.
I’m so proud of you.
Published 6th Oct 2019
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