“I fought back tears all day. I’d have breakdowns in the back of the classroom. I didn’t talk to my sisters for 6 months while living under the same roof. I’d never felt so alone.”
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“I fought back tears all day. I’d have breakdowns in the back of the classroom. I didn’t talk to my sisters for 6 months while living under the same roof. I’d never felt so alone.”
“I felt Rosie’s presence in the room so strongly. I couldn’t see her. But I could feel her. As if my midwife knew what was going through my head, she reassured me, ‘This birth is different. This is your son’s birth. It doesn’t have to be sad and awful, it can be beautiful.'”
“The pediatrician said, ‘Has anyone talked to you about Finn’s eyes?’ They were dilated and pried open as I sat in the corner in tears.”
“Not long after I arrived home, I missed my period. ‘What do you want to do?’ How could I have a child? I was 30, living in a 1-bedroom apartment. Freddy couldn’t even visit, let alone live here.”
“I held him and assured him, ‘We’ll get through this together.’ We got through that relapse. And the next one. He relapsed three more times. And then, just like that, he was gone.”
“I always knew in my gut my brother was different, so the diagnosis wasn’t shocking. I didn’t see myself in that image, but I began to research. Boy, did I research!”
“I was alone in my apartment, overwhelmed by this pain in my chest. I grabbed a knife and sat in the dark. Tears ran down my face. The only noise was coming from my head and it was screaming at me.”
“She didn’t know our relation, but she knew the sound of my voice. She didn’t recognize my face, but she recognized my soul. She felt safe and loved with me, even if she didn’t know why.”
“My head was urging me something wasn’t right while my heart was wanting to ignore this all and resume my normal life. ‘How is this happening to me?’ I was only 27, living a healthy lifestyle. I kept repeating, ‘I can’t leave my daughters without a mother.’ I collapsed into my husband’s arms, hysterically crying.”
“On days I didn’t work, I spent the whole day on the couch. When I managed to get to the grocery store, I felt like a robot that had powered down. My brain just didn’t work.”