Molding a New Path

I chose healing over repeating my past. After leaving my toxic relationship,

everyone expected me to jump into dating apps. Instead, I signed up

for pottery classes. Sounds random, right? But here's what nobody tells you.

When you're molding clay, your hands remember they can create. I met Sarah

there. She wasn't my therapist or my new partner. That's when it

hit me. I wasn't running from love. I was running toward myself.

And honestly, that scared my ex more than anything I ever said.