in a hundred words.

My mother never made me forget two things. Number one was “Shoulders straight.” As a child, I had horrible posture, and she never failed to rap me on the back whenever I slouched.  Number two was “Never settle.” Ever.

It is the second that I remember now, as I face you. Two years is a lot to throw away, but I realize my mother is right. Maybe I deserve better.

“You can never make me happy if you keep hurting me,” I say softly. You don’t react.

I turn around and walk away from you forever.  Head high, shoulders straight.