The irony isn’t lost on me. For thirty years, I asked for support, for tenderness, for shared responsibility—and got nothing. Now he gives everything, but to someone else.
In the end, maybe we all end up where we’re meant to be. Maybe Zack needed to lose everything to finally understand what it means to love someone. And maybe I needed to walk away to finally love myself.
What This Story Teaches Us
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