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Surrender. (Identity Crisis)

29 Apr

This post is part of Write Your Ass Off April, a Twenties Unscripted 10-Day Writing Challenge #WYAOApril. Today’s prompt is SURRENDER.

Being ignored was a big part of my lifestyle. I was invisible, all the time. If I was ever invited to an event, I often sat in the corner as if I’d been forgotten about.

I remember once, I was looking the best I’d looked in years. My makeup was flawless, there wasn’t a hair out of place on my head, and the gown I was wearing hugged my body in all the right places. And yet, no one cared. Photographers were yelling at me to move out of the way. Red carpet reporters were basically pushing me out of the way to get a sound byte from my husband.

My dreams of us being a power couple quickly faded, and I succumbed to being an accessory. I no longer had my own identity. He was famous; I was just his wife. I was the person he thanked during award speeches, and then left at home alone while he went to industry parties.

I wanted to scream. I was more than his wife.

I read lines with him when he couldn’t remember his scripts. I replied to fan comments on his Twitter and Facebook pages. I’ve been his stylist, his barber, his maid.

I was his everything. And nothing at the same time.

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