Every step that brought me closer to home felt difficult to take. It was like my feet was made of lead and a ball was iron was in my stomach. I knew I had to get home, the sun was already setting, but I didn’t want to face what was happening with my life. I could not bear the idea of everything falling apart and me being left alone in a house with James.

People always say that sharing a secret and all your troubles with someone would miraculously make you feel lighter. But you don’t. Those people do not know what they are talking about. It makes you feel...