I received an email telling me it was over.
I didn’t know how to respond.
It was as if it wasn’t meant for me.
It ended with the words: Take Care of Yourself.
I took this recommendation literally.
I asked a hundred and two women, chosen for their profession, to interpret the letter in their professional capacity.
To analyse it, provide a commentary on it, act it, dance it, sing it.
Dissect it.
Squeeze it dry.
Understand for me.
Answer for me.
It was a way to take the time to break up.
At my own pace.
A way to take care of myself.
