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It truely is a blessing to have all of you to talk to for the first time in my short life i have been happy kinda free from something it feels. People have said i seem more inlightened and with a since of peace not so up tight and bitter..
I think i owe all of you some thanks for that, I been able to sleep with the light off and the window open and im not so afraid to walk to my car at night..
I have not talked to my child or the family since the last time i wrote. I still feel strong about my feeling on that i cried the other day at the store i saw the most beautiful little girl in line infront of me, she must have mistaken me for her mother she was to busy trying to convince me (her mother) to bye her candy, she grab my hand mommy can i then she looked up and realized it was not her mother and jumped ahead kinda nervous but i had allready started to cry i had to leave the line..The point of this story is if i cant handel a stranger how am i suppose to keep my composer with my own flesh and blood this fear has grown while others have faided i feel kinda in limbo never truley free from this one life event..
I guess my question is i would like true events i would like those that would not mind to tell there story how they did what happend and how they kept there feelings in check..Thank you
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