I miss having to call a place my own.
I miss the space, the liberty and the independence. And never to have anyone throw your belongings out of the house or slam the door on your back....
Though it was at the darkest time of my life, I found the solitude I much needed. And have such fond memories of the place.
It's never the same staying with someone. Not even my own parents....
Like Ajahn Brahm says, there's never end to one's suffering. U transcend from single woman suffering to married woman suffering.
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