Is hard for me for obvious reasons. But also for not so obvious ones.
It's hard because all who know me and know the truth ignore the fact that I am a mom. While I don't expect any expensive gifts, it would be nice to be acknowledged with the others on that day whose children are living.
I went through labor and child birth twice and have no children. I saw my first born in the hazardous waste bin after the abortion. My second was too early in the pregnancy to look like anything recognizable. I have never even seen him. (Just a guess, don't know if it was a boy; the girl I saw.)
It's really hard that no one acknowledges my cbildren on that day. Not me, but them. They get ignored and hidden once more. I am a mom. I have two children.
And I miss them.
About Me
- Alli Kay
- Houston, Texas, United States
- From birth to age 19, I lived under the rule of one sect of the occult of which my father and grandfather were members. I kept it all a secret entirely until age 21. Five years later, and I am still healing. As a result of my upbringing, I have Dissociative Personality Disorder; Multiple Personalities. Weekly therapy brings me closer to integration. My hope is to someday be made whole again.
1 comment:
I've been reading your writing, and I just want to hug you. Please know I'm praying for you. I have 2 little ones in heaven and Mothers Day is hard for me too. I named mine (Angelica and Jeremy), and I find some comfort in that. Even if nobody else knows that they are your children, you do. I hope you are doing well.
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