Tomorrow's Promise

The Truth Is...

Life can be a rollercoaster of emotions. Sometimes, we find ourselves in the depths of sadness, where the weight of the world feels too heavy to bear. It's in these moments that we realize the fragility of our hearts, how easily they can break and shatter into a million pieces. We yearn for solace, for someone to understand the pain that resides within us. But often, we suffer in silence, masking our tears behind smiles and laughter. We become masters of disguise, hiding our true emotions from the world. And yet, deep down, we long for someone to see through our facade, to hold us close and tell us it's okay to not be okay. But as the days go by, we learn that healing takes time, that wounds don't just disappear overnight. We must navigate through the darkness, searching for specks of light that can guide us towards a brighter tomorrow. And though it may seem impossible at times, we must hold on to hope, knowing that even in our darkest moments, there is still beauty to be found. Sadness is a part of life, but it doesn't define us. Remember that we are never alone, that there are hands reaching out, ready to help us rise again. The truth is, sometimes the hardest part is accepting that things will never be the same.

My alarm goes off which snaps me out of my mind. I did not go to sleep whatsoever, I just kept thinking of Jackson's text messages. Am I still terrified of him? Yes. Does it still feel like he still controls my life? Yes. How can someone so far away, who doesn't even know where I am. Still makes me live in fear. I get up and get ready to head to the cafe to meet the girls.

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I sat alone in the kitchen in the dark while waiting for Jackson to come home from "work", I have a feeling that he is cheating on me, I don't have any proof, but I do have that gut wrenching feeling. I look at my phone seeing if he messaged me back yet. No answer I sigh, putting my phone on the table and resting my head on the table. Moments later I jumped slightly in my seat when I heard the squeak of the front door open. I just sat straight up waiting for Jackson to come into the kitchen. He turns the kitchen light on and sees me.

"Why are you in the dark baby?" He asked, walking to the fridge to get a beer. He turns to me and bends down to kiss me on the cheek which I dodged.

"It's late." I said calm, my gaze fixed on him.

"Yeah, I know." He said sitting down. "Lost track of time."

I just stared at him with no expression, he just stared back at me chugging his beer.

"Lost track of time, yeah?" I asked, this time my blood is boiling inside of me.

"Yeah Addie, I told you I am going to be working late." He said getting up to down another beer.

"Bull shit, you're telling me you have to work until three in the morning every Thursday now?" I snapped. "Are you cheating on me?" I asked, my voice cracking.

He let out a sigh putting his beer down on the counter, he ran his hands through his hair, he turned to me and leaned against the counter. He angrily stares at me.

"You really think I'm a cheater?" He asked as he took a step towards me, his voice slightly raised. "WELL DO YOU?" He yelled which made me take a step back, he grabs his beer, and turns around to me.

"I asked you a question." He said.

"Yes." I whispered, my voice barely audible.

He got so furious at my answer, that he threw the beer bottle near my head. I jumped back in fear. Jackson walks away and grabs his keys and walks towards the front door. He looks back at me and looks at the mess he just made.

"When I come home the glass better be picked up, and next time don't accuse me of that shit ever again."

I watched Jackson slam the door and I began to cry at how terrible my life is becoming. I need to find a way to leave him, and I need to do it as soon as I can. I shake off some of the broken glass that was in my hair. I walked upstairs slowly, my eyes lingered on a framed photo of the both of us on our wedding day, my smile was so bright and pure. I went up to our bedroom and layed down and just cried myself to sleep.