How the f$@k can I do this?

It's no secret. The relationship, and I use this term lightly, I have with my mother is quite poisonous. Everyday I marvel at her talent of rage and delusional perception of my existence.

This being said, I look at my daughter whom I love more than words can describe and wonder how the f!@k I'm gonna protect her from the craziness that I, just as my mother, am destined to succomb to?

The thought of me putting her through what I've endured all these years kills me! I don't wish such pain on my worst enemy!

I sit here still wondering what my plan will be as she comes running up to me proclaiming " oh noooo". I'll set aside my pondering so I can enjoy this moment and shower her with healthy love!

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