When I think about it.
What the hell was I even thinking?
It’s not an excuse to say I was too young to know better. I was in my late 20s. Already a mother.
I re-read some things today that I wrote when we still spoke.
With the gift of hindsight I know nothing would fundamentally have changed. Maybe a shift in dates. A less hasty exit strategy.
No less pathetic.
What was I thinking?