I Left a “Good Man” When I Realized I Was His Life Manager

I don’t know if I’m capable of coming back,” I finished.

His face fell.

I continued, quietly. “I don’t want to live my life waiting for you to relapse into comfort. I don’t want to be the monitor. I don’t want to be the manager of your change.”

He whispered, “So you’re giving up.”

I shook my head. “No. I’m choosing peace.”

He stared at the binder like it continue reading …