Foolishly in love with my self-loathing, weāve been married for years now. Although history proves I've been loyal, I canāt lie; my eyes are wandering. Moving on and self-acceptance have been looking real good recently. I think it's the promise they hold. Iāve inched towards them slowly, but Iām a married man. Leaving something thatās been with me for so long now is very daunting. To leave is to break trust and commitment. Who's lain in bed with me all these years, who's kept me company after dark? How could I dare leave my loyal partner? How foolish of me.
-Me