The Urban Hint — Home

Imagine being told you were no longer needed at your place of work, then they ask you to train your replacement.

Dreams can come true, but sometimes they cost more than we ever imagined. This week's story asks a simple question: what happens when the life you've worked so hard to build no longer feels like home?

I love my husband, respect his past, and want to support his son on his wedding day. But with his ex-wife certain to be there, I cannot shake the feeling that I do not know where I belong.

Eight months and no labels. Are they in a relationship?

She pays the bills, but he wants to lead. Something is not adding up.

I have worn many titles in my life. Daughter, sister, friend, survivor. But the one title I never imagined wearing was maid of honour to the woman marrying the man who broke me. My sister has my blood, my secrets, and my trust. She also has my ex fiancé, and in three weeks, she expects me to stand at that altar, hold her flowers, and pretend my heart is not still bleeding on the floor of their rehearsal dinner. I love her. But I am not sure I can survive loving her that much.