Stepped on a plug this morning, didn't really hurt, then I noticed it had taken a chunk out of one of my toes and was bleeding.
Long story short, how did I barely feel a thing??
My medication has completely numbed me, I barely cry and im hurting inside so much but don't really show any emotion.
I feel numb to life, I have no interest in anything.
Couldn't even be bothered to write this blog but its the only thing I have to talk to.. How sad is that!
I've been thinking of weening myself off my medication, I just don't feel anything anymore and I know its because of the meds.
I want to die but I don't want to leave my children, do you know how hard I fight everyday to stay alive for them?..
I'd love for my kids to know how sad I am inside, id love for someone to read my blogs and know im miserable being alive.
Id love for someone to say its ok to die now, your kids will be fine. I know thats never going to happen, so im stuck living a life I hate.
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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