trying to trust the process
(as I write about that long-ass time I spent being a wife)
I don’t know if I can do this.
I’ve got this.
I really don’t think I can do this.
I’ve got this.
Don’t mind me, just talking to myself as I work on one of the most challenging projects I’ve ever voluntarily undertaken—writing about my marriage. (on the other side of it, I should say—lord knows I wrote a lot about it while I was in it)
