Leaving was right and still broke me

Dear Delyara, I wish more people understood that those two things can be true at once. Leaving was right. Leaving broke me. I did not leave because I stopped caring. I left because caring was no longer enough to save what was becoming unlivable. I left because staying was shrinking me. I left because loneliness inside a marriage is one of the cruelest places I’ve ever lived. And still, when it ended, I grieved like a person who had lost a home. Because I had.