As It Comes….I Will Remain … Schanntel

There are no more emotions left for you to hurt. Nothing you say or do will ever make me love you again. You broke me for the last time — the final lap around this miserable track called marriage. I tried when I should’ve walked away. I stayed when I knew I should’ve left. I screamed when silence would’ve saved my dignity. I cried when I should’ve laughed at the audacity. You’re not my husband. You’re not my best friend. You’re just a stranger I buried six feet deep in my heart and never looked back. 

I said “I do” with tears in my eyes, knowing deep down it wouldn’t last — doing it not out of love, but out of obligation. 

today, I tore up our marriage license and felt… nothing. Today was the last time I let you run me over. 

Today, I rose. From the ashes of every promise you broke, I stood up. Not as your wife. Not as your mistake. But as a woman who finally chose herself. 

I am no longer mourning what we lost, because I see now — it was never love, just survival in disguise. My heart is mine again. My peace is mine again. And this time, I win.

And just like that something inside me died — and something greater was born. I grieved the woman who begged for your attention, who shrank to make you feel big, who called chaos love because it came in your voice. I lit a fire to every memory you tainted and watched the smoke carry my pain into the sky. 

I no longer carry the weight of your apologies that never came. I no longer wait for closure — I became it. This heartbreak didn’t break me — it birthed me.

So don’t look for me in the woman who once bent until she shattered. She’s gone. In her place stands a woman who found power in her pain, clarity in her silence, and resurrection in her ruin. You lost me for good — but I finally found me.