i still we on myself

I still we when I talk. Even though I haven't been a we for more than a half a year. I can't help it. I've been a we for almost a decade. We started Thrive together. We led our staff team together. We did almost everything together. We were we.

Now I am I.

And I have to retrain my tongue. Because many of my responses are automatically plural. "We started Thrive eleven years ago..." "That's one of our favorite places..." "Usually when we travel in the States..."

Each time I slip, I cringe inside. Not because I made a mistake. But because of what it represents.

Loss.

Rejection.

Pain.

But just as my wedding ring tan line eventually faded away, my habitual we will slowly dissipate as well.

Until one day I'll realize I haven't we'd on myself in quite a while.