Bittersweet Chocolate
C.M. Guidroz
In the quiet corridors of suburbia, where manicured lawns whispered tales of ordinary lives, I stood on the precipice of my own unraveling. Our house, a carefully curated sanctuary of domestic bliss, hid the storms brewing within its walls—the storms that gave no warning, the flip of a switch, the great awakening.
Whatever you want to call it, it doesn’t matter. They will say I lost it. That the pressures of motherhood was too much for me.
No, I haven’t lost anything; I have found exactly what I have been looking for—her.
My sweet, sweet, insanity.
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