This post is in response to Ermilia and her Picture It & Write Prompt.
Somewhere along the road, at exactly what hour into the road trip I’m not sure, I began to realize how little I needed him in my life. It was fun for the first few months but then things began to go terribly wrong. What I thought was a loving and caring man turned into a monster who demanded everything from me and giving nothing in return. We agreed to a vacation in the mountains to work out our differences.
Halfway to our destination he decided that the run down motel on this lonely road would do for our purposes. After checking in we went to our room and he slammed the door. That was the beginning of my hell. The last thing I remembered was being slammed into the wall with such force that I passed out.
Waking up this morning, without him, suddenly filled me with a sense of a new beginning in my life. Raising myself to the window ledge I vowed never again. This too shall pass. From now on it will be one day at a time.