Signing up for the marathon was my attempt to erase the pain of a tumultuous year; a way to physically punish myself for emotional chaos.
The weight of my sister's struggles with addiction and my feelings of helplessness drove me to seek absolution through the intense discipline of running.
In Sydney, my loneliness was palpable, leading me into an emotional affair with a married man, a misguided search for love and connection.
Ultimately, it was not the lost relationship that upset me most but the realization of my actions and their impact on others.
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