Bittersweet Chocolate

"I'm in some sick love triangle with my husband and my insanity." In the quiet corridors of suburbia, where manicured lawns whispered tales of ordinary lives, I stood on the precipice of my own unraveling. Our house, a carefully curated sanctuary of domestic bliss, hid the storms brewing within its walls—the storms that gave no warning, the flip of a switch, the great awakening. Whatever you want to call it, it doesn’t matter.

They will say I lost it, the pressures of motherhood weighing down on me. Maybe I was lost but not anymore. She has found me, touched me, kissed me...my sweet sweet insanity,