lying her next to my beautiful ds (16 mths), watching him sleep listening to him breath, his exceptionally soft skin and beautiful blond hair, he is perfect, my whole world right here beside me, yet i am sobbing uncontrolably at the thought he would ever loose me to some illness, and in my head im planning what would happen to him, who he would live with? xp?(who cant look after himself let alone a child) my parents? (who would have to give up work) xp parents, but then he might loose contact with my family
Its madness i know, but there is a reason for this, you see for the past 15 yrs i have been making myself sick in order to control my weight, and lately it has got worse, and i cant seem to stop (other times in my life i have stopped, but always gone back to it) and i dont know what damage i have done to my body in this time
this is the first time i have ever admited this to anyone, to those who know me im a strong, successfull woman, but i have been hiding this for years.
Why am i telling this now? i dont know, i know lately i have been depressed, i dont want to go to work i called in sick last week and sat and cried everyday, yet i dont know why im depressed. the last 2 yrs have been stressful emotionally, i got pregnant to a friend after a brief fling and when i told him the news he freaked out and didnt contact me until ds was 3 mths old, so i went through my pregnancy alone, putting on a brave face, when inside i was crushed. I love my ds so much and feel like such a bad mummy because of what im doing to myself, he deserves a heathy mummy who will watch him grow up