As an Italian, I have always “resented” all the Irish-ness (ancestrally ingrained, you could say), but most importantly, corned beef and St. Patrick’s Day. But something about March 17th has a hold on me mentally and I’m starting to wonder… Is it luck, timing, or just… Irony?

I think it’s time I process this break up is not so much about me as it’s about his capacity to stay present when loving someone became exhausting when compounding with all of his other problems.

I was all in.

And I can’t change that he always had one foot out the door from the very beginning because committing was too scary; trusting that happiness can return after hard periods (or even be lasting) seemed impossible.

Whatever it is about 3/17 as a day, I am thankful that I had this moment today and that this helps you in your own journey in healing.

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