Divorce is like being in the middle of the ocean and suddenly your body is incased with concrete. Sinking fast your mind races…how do I escape this death trap…Oxygen is running out fast the desire for air is piercing your lungs while your mind fights to save the body. The blow is to great-surrender to the brutality of receiving the news “I don’t love you any more, I love her”…Surrender the pain-like a flickering light in the depth of your soul…O God…is there hope…YES. Concrete shattered releasing your limbs to fight to the surface from the depths. As you break the surface…you gasp for air…as oxygen floods your being. Reality strikes…I am alive not dead…I wrote during a visit in Portland 18th of July 2012
Reality Strikes
Published by Sabreehna S. Essien, MPH
A Native to the Pacific Northwest, Sabreehna is American with Kenyan descent. Sabreehna holds a Master of Public Health and is a small business owner. She currently studies Marriage Family Therapy at Northcentral University and graduates in 2024. Sabreehna is a wife and mother of two boys. Sabreehna enjoys a good book, travel, fashion, nature hikes, and time with her husband and children. Sabreehna dreams of building schools, health clinics, community centers, and affordable housing in rural parts of Africa. View all posts by Sabreehna S. Essien, MPH
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