Tag: blacksinglemother
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I’m…single single. And this time, it hits differently. I’ve lost weight. I’m feeling myself again. I’m healing. And yet… no one’s checking for me. No one’s asking for my number. No one’s texting “Hey stranger.” It’s just me, God, and the rain hitting my window on this stormy night. And for the first time in…
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Nights like this, I hate being single. I decided to go out to a cigar bar that was in the neighborhood instead of the Mexican restaurant I once dined in with the person who last broke my heart. What’s weird is that, at 35, I just decided to date myself… Maybe it was the lack…
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