My whole world is crumbling around me. I don’t know where I am or where I’m going. I don’t know who I am. Who am I without him?
My heart feels like it’s been ripped from my chest and shattered into a million pieces. I try to grasp onto something, anything to hold me up, but my knees fall to the ground.
I’m feeling lost, shocked, betrayed, confused, embarrassed, rejected, scared, hopeless.
My soul tells me that I will rise, that I will soar, but I fear it only says that to trick me into standing. But I don’t want to stand, another blow will surely kill me. So I stay on the floor… curled up like a child, eyes squeezed shut, palms over ears, protecting myself from the truth of it all.
What is the truth?
My husband doesn’t love me anymore.
TO UPLIFT & INSPIRE — TO SUPPORT & ENCOURAGE — TO IGNITE YOUR SENSE OF SELF
52 of you project - 2021
In 2011, I took part in a self-portrait challenge, where I took one self portrait a week for 52 weeks. On a whim, I began it again for 2021… I didn’t realise I would be documenting the year my marriage ended. It started well but slowly and surely ended up being the most difficult and heart-breaking year of my life!
