Min sønn til pappa'en sin:
Det beste med mamma sin sykdom er at hun ikke kan dø
Min sønn til pappa'en sin:
Det beste med mamma sin sykdom er at hun ikke kan dø
Temaer: Meg og mitt liv
He tells me what I spend my day doing.
He makes me cancel on friends, and cancel appointments.
He decides whether I can read a book, or listen to music.
He gives me false hope; lets me think that I can achieve
an unprecedented step forward, then pulls me back down to his level.
He tells me what I can eat and drink.
He's indecisive, sometimes he lets me do something then changes his mind midway.
He plays tricks on me, and punishes me when I read his mood incorrectly.
He makes me feel sick in the same day that he let me be happy.
He makes me feel weak when inside I know I'm strong.
He controls how long I sleep, or if I'm allowed to sleep at all.
He makes me feel pain for no reason.
He makes me afraid of what will happen if I defy him.
He knows I dream of leaving him, and reminds me that I'm foolish for doing so.
by Rachel Miles
2 comments:
Leit å lese at du har hatt en tøff periode, Hege. Det blir jo mye aktivitet i julen og kan fort "vippe over". Håper du kommer deg fort!!
Klem Rutt
Ønsker deg godt nyttår :-))
Dette livet går i bølgedaler.
Og nå er det på tide at det går opp igjen.
Klem Borghild
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