I walked into that pawn shop thinking I was giving up the last thing that still meant something to me.

I had no idea I was about to find out my whole life had been built on something I didn’t even know.

After the divorce, I didn’t leave with muchdfk

A phone that barely worked.
Two bags of clothes I didn’t even like anymore.
And my grandmother’s necklace.

That was it.

The miscarriage had already broken me. A week later, my husband left too. No explanation that mattered. Just gone… with someone else.