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It was supposed to be the best day of her life. Morgan had waited seven years for this day, but on that day, the man of her dreams decided he didn’t want to marry her. Morgan’s world came crushing to the ground. This wasn’t the first time Xander had let her down, he had a habit of leaving and reappearing into her life.
As a surgeon and an older woman, it wasn’t expected that his departure would trigger Morgan to start to self-harm. Morgan begins to struggle with her mental health and it doesn’t matter how hard she tries, she can’t stop hurting herself. Shame and fear keep her from seeking help for a while, but there comes a point when she can no longer take it and it’s either sink or swim. Morgan needs help, some sort of life line. Will she receive one or will she sink? Will the man she once loved help or hinder her? There are so many roads she can take, but only one road will bring her back to normal. The only problem is, Morgan struggles with making the right decisions. Sometimes love can conquer all, sometimes old love can conquer all and sometimes love isn’t enough. Only Morgan can make that decision and perhaps the best love she can receive is the love she gives herself.
This is a story of overcoming and understanding that mental health isn’t sentence of doom, but sometimes it’s an awakening to the true self.
‘No. It’s fine. These things need sorting I guess. This wasn’t what they expected.’ She forced a smile. ‘Excuse me a sec. Need the loo.’ She left them and rushed upstairs.
She locked the door behind her and grabbed the scissors. She didn’t want to do this. She knew this wasn’t a solution, and that the more she cut herself the worse she’d make her skin, but even with that thought, she just couldn’t help it. She couldn’t not do it; the emotional pain was demanding to be heard or suppressed. The emotional pain was intense, she wanted it out of her body, she wanted it to leave her alone. It felt as thought she’d been possessed by something evil that was causing her so much pain that she had no power to get rid of it except mark herself again with the scissors. She drew a line parallel to the one she had made earlier that morning. It was as if the evil departed as the blood dripped out, relieving her once again!
‘Everything okay?’ Jade asked once Morgan walked back into the kitchen.
‘Yes fine. I want you guys to stop worrying about me, I’m doing okay.’
‘What about Xander? Have you heard from him?’
‘No.’ She didn’t want to talk about it, but she knew her friend meant well. ‘He’ll come around when he’s ready.’
Milo opened and shut his mouth, he wanted to tell her what he would do to the bastard, as well as tell her not to take him back, but they had been down that road before.
Hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed telling it.