Kindergarten

I feel like for the last number of months I’ve been disappointing everyone around me. I’ve been socially withdrawn, sleepless, irritable, and emotional. I’ve been generally unwell, getting sick more often than normal and fighting to stay connected to friends that I used to be able to rely on. I’ve probably been subconsciously pushing them away. 

I’m standing in the ashes of who I used to be, and I’m afraid, because I can’t keep fighting these demons in my mind and in my dreams forever. I’ve been struggling silently, for longer than I care to admit. Maybe I’m weak, but when I struggle to connect, that’s when Im fighting the hardest.

I have two of the most amazing boys. They’re the joys of my life. My every ounce of life is in them – but in the quiet hours of the morning when sleep evades me and the nightmares taunt every corner of my mind, that’s when I’m Everlee’s mom. And I’m thinking about picking out the 64 box of crayola crayons with the sharpener in the back, and Barbie backpacks, and Sophia the First lunch boxes. Because she should be starting kindergarten. And I should be anxious about all of the upcoming milestones that children her age – the age she should be – are preparing for that she’ll never get to have. I’m thinking of the life she’s been robbed of, and the hurt that I still carry in my heart every single day because I am the mother of three but the parent to two. And am I punishing myself and withdrawing again because I feel like it’s my fault that she’s not here? Because even after all these years I still feel like people look at me as the girl with the dead baby? Or is it because my mind keeps racing and I keep playing out the life she never got to have in my head over and over and over and I don’t want to burden people with the constant ache that exists in every move I make? 

And I miss her. God dammit, I miss her.

I’m sorry to everyone I’ve been letting down.  But I just have these cobwebs and skeletons in my head that need clearing. I’ll be ok, but right now I’m just not.

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One thought on “Kindergarten

  1. Rhonda,You are by no means weak.Most of us have never felt the pain that you have felt! I wouldn’t even tempt to imagine it.Remember Grief has no time limit and if your friends cant understand, then thats their ignorance.I hope your heart will stop hurting a little over time for you but you are Everlees Mom forever! I do hope you feel a little bit of peace with it someday.💕💕💕🙏🙏🙏

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