I'm just not happy, today is not a good day. I should of known it was going to be bad as soon as I opened my eyes this morning.
I feel emotionally drained. Carrying grief around is heavy, it drains the life out of you.
I feel like everyone around me is happy and I am full of sadness all the time.
Why can't I walk around looking sad, instead I wear a fake ass smile and to be honest I am sick of it!!!
Heaven forbid I walk around looking all sad, people would soon have something say about my miserable face!!
Do you know how hard it is to pretend to be happy?
I feel like shouting 'fuck this shitty life' but I won't because I have children to look after.
I have said it before and I will say it again, THE ONLY REASON I am still here is because of my children...
I am so lonely.
June 14th My Son Is Coming Home.
The coroner has rang today and the funeral home. My son will be getting collected from Liverpool, Monday morning. Which means I can hopefully see him Tuesday. Its Friday today. It will be over 2 weeks since I last saw my child. As a mother, my body is yearning to see my son. I just need to hold him and kiss him on his head. I feel sickness to the pit of my stomach, I'm dreading seeing my baby in a coffin, I'm dreading the funeral. This shouldn't be happening. His funeral will be July 1st at 12.15. I just feel numb. Im convinced its not my son and he'll just arrive home at some point.. I feel hollow with a sick feeling in my stomach. A few of my friends delivered me a beautiful canvas of my son this morning. What beautiful, thoughtful people I have in my life. I don't really know how I feel or what to say, I don't understand how I'm still alive. I'm lost...
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