Seven Years Ago
7 years ago I got in a fight with my best friend. I left her house racing back home trying to figure out what I was going to do next and how to save a friendship. All at the same time. I had to pick up my daughter from Girl Scouts by 8pm. Here I was running late and about 10 minutes behind. I pulled into a gas station just about 8pm. I hit a 75 year old pedestrian as she was walking back to her car from paying for gas. That’s when my life changed. My then husband moved to another room. He couldn’t stand to look at me. I had another man in my car. One he didn’t like. From that moment he accused me of cheating and ruining our marriage. He never moved back to our room. Just because he thought I did something that I didn’t. He wouldn’t even talk to me about it, let me explain anything. He had his mind made up. Here I am sitting here 7 years later. I am still haunted by that day. I remember fights we had after I was off of suicide watch. No matter what I said or did to try...