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Creature of Habit Seeking Discomfort
She had the perfect life until… Does this sound familiar? You’ve heard it once, you’ve heard it a hundred times. A line as common as Once Upon a Time if there ever was one. She had the job, the house, the husband, the friends UNTIL one day she loses her job, and her hubby has cheated and she moves somewhere else and there she finds the right place, the right happy after, the right ending she didn’t know was missing until everything went to hell.
When I was younger I jumped into these stories without giving it too much thought. I guess, back then, before actually working towards building something, the idea of your life falling apart and being rebuilt was just one of the many possibilities.
After a while, these plots started getting tiring. I’d grab a book, turn to the blurb, read that first line and stuff it back on the shelf — cue unconscious eye roll. Upon closer inspection, that frustration was rooted in the fact that everything had to go to hell for the character to realize that they weren’t happy or that something was missing…
UNTIL
Until I had a year when a lot of things broke. I won’t say everything went to hell because let’s not be dramatic for drama’s sake, but it was a shaky year and not…
