A month ago, I gave birth to my daughter. Not long after, I discovered that every night my husband was secretly taking my b/rea/st milk to his mother’s house. I decided to follow him quietly one night. What I witnessed shook me deeply.

don’t let it be what I think. And then, in the same breath, I thought, But what do I even think it is?

That was the worst part. The not knowing. The mind, when fed fear and darkness, will build entire tragedies out of silence.

Tyler passed the main road and didn’t turn toward his office or any of the late-night businesses nearby. Instead, he cut down continue reading …