by Jeanette R. Harrison, MPH One night in February 2020 changed everything. I was living with my ex—someone I’d been with for twelve years—while working on my second poetry book, There's Only Reality . I poured my heart onto those pages, even as cruel voices from my past reminded me I wasn’t meant to be loved. I’ll never forget the hurtful words from some college acquaintances: “Some people just weren’t meant to be loved, Jeanette.” Even though love is a human right, their bitterness cut deeply. My dog, Mosie, has been with me through this massive life change. She was an anniversary gift years before, but she turned out to be my source of hope and salvation. This photo was taken in 2020, shortly after I moved to Idaho. That evening, while listening to He’s Not That Interested, He’s Only Passing Time on Audible, my ex unexpectedly entered my home office. Wrapped in the comfort of my writing chair, I was unprepared when he said, “I just want to tell you that I've be...
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