It felt surreal to be sitting here on New Year’s Eve with friends and family as if it all didn’t happen. I could hear the laughter of everyone discussing their New Year’s resolutions. Each voice had a sense of hope for the possibilities that a new year brings - another opportunity to make their lives better than the year before. Not me. I was considering how the past year had shaped my life and how I could possibly pick up the pieces and carry on.
“Damn”. Well there goes the rest of my wine and another designer dress. Upstairs to change, at least it gives me a reason to leave the party and time to think in peace. No one else knew and there was no one I could talk to. It was me that had to figure this out on my own. God, what a mess it had all become.
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