IN THE BEGINNING......
February 24th, 2010Walk out of the clinic. Two weeks of my life gone.... Sedated and then not. Now I am just raw inside. Anxiety eating me up from the inside.....
Get in the car. Drive home. Home with my boy. My son.
I have nothing to give him. I am empty....
Now it's just me and the fight. Breathe. Stop. Focus. Breathe.
Waiting for the medication to work.
Facing endless questions . Are you cured now?
No, I'm far from cured. I'm sorry.
I wish I could sleep forever.
I can't.
There's my boy.
"Mamma???........."