For the love of Joe, Mom, please don’t read one.
You were warned.
I work as hard as I can.
Therapy. Writing. Strengthening. Living.
Being a wife.
How to feel like a wife?
How to feel pretty when you know you’re not the woman you used to be?
How do you feel attractive for the person who saw you at the hospital? Helped you bathe. Helped you use the bathroom? Dressed you like a child?
How do you bring sexy back?
Are you supposed to be able to forget that this man thought you were beautiful? He thought you were hot? He found you good-looking with morning hair.
You sure as hell don’t feel it anymore.
Maybe you’re YOU in a lot of ways.
Just not THAT way.
I want to feel pretty for Pete.
I need to feel pretty for myself.