I can’t stand it anymore I’m worn down to my feet. Scared to see where I am and scared to move my feet. The unknown is unsettling lost and confused I’m settling. I wake up but have not awoken from this day to day misery feeling like I’m slipping away holding on to life with a death grip as my children look at me for comfort and reassurance that I’ll be there with them another day. My mouth says yes but inside I want to go. I feel I have nothing left to give and maybe they would be better off elsewhere but as yet another tear comes down my face and I’m sitting there bruised and all out of shape my daughter leans down to me and says mommy put it in Gods hand your gonna be okay. I look up with tears flowing from my eyes and look into this beautiful little girls eyes with such wisdom I realize I’ve been already giving such a blessing and I get up to start all over again.
A Hidden Blessing
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@Portia thank you I thankfully left that abuse relationship 1 year ago and my children and I are doing well. I have another story called Free that I wrote that talks about me leaving. My children help me to see what I could not see and because of them we are free and are so happy. This was a memory in which I remmebered from that time and writing has been my outlet. Thank you for reading my story.
This is a very moving piece you have written Erika. Thank you for sharing it, and I'm sorry you are in such distress. I hope writing and posting on this site helps you, and I send you wishes for strength and hope. Life may seem very dark right now but I'm sure you and your children will make it through to a better time : ).
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