Coming out can feel totally unimaginable. Until, one day, it doesn’t anymore.
Sometime last summer, I was chatting with my aunt about my grandmother’s abusive marriage. My aunt once asked her mother why, when her husband was bullying the family, she didn’t just pack up and leave. My grandmother explained that she considered it, that she tried to imagine it, but « it just didn’t feel like an option. »
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