Evening, tis me, Mouse
Earlier on today, I PMd a very special friend a reply to what she had sent me. Here it is, edited for privacy reasons.
And thank you also to the other lovely, wonderful Babe for contacting me today too, knowing that you miss me is helping me get through the tar pit I'm in just now. :)
For those of you who have asked after me, thank you so much, I'm sorry to say that I've not really read back properly, just kinda skimmed through.
I'm struggling more than I ever have with my day to day existence. I miss my mum, all I see her dead face (sorry if that's harsh) every time I am awake, asleep and anything in between. I can't stop crying and I think it is finally hitting me, six month's down the line, that I will never, ever hold her hand again or tell her to her face that no matter how cruel she was at times due to her medication and illnesses, I will always love her.
Forever.
How do I get through this? How do I stop the tears and visions of her face, dead, hollow and gone? How do I stop thinking of my gorgeous Pippa? And my boys? How do I stop the world, shout to the person next to me that I'm hurting, I'm in pain, I want everyone to know that this life is shit just know?
I know that there are people out there with more worries than I have. Cancer, imminent death of a loved one, the fact that some may never have a child of their own. I recognise that. I get it.
My heart is breaking. Shattered and I feel selfish. I don't want anyone but Nemo and DD to hold me, DH seems cross with me at times, I love him, boy do I love him but I don't like him very much at the moment when he seems frustrated with me and I feel like running...... that's what I used to do, run. RUN SO FAST! But that's not me anymore. And he DOES NOT deserve that, not at all! I love him more than anything. He's half of me...............
What can I do to stop this pain?
And of course I am drinking.
I feel so ashamed. I've gone back to my default setting. I do so well and then something happens, the latest being I lose my 'adoptive' Goddaughter. A beautiful, gorgeous little poppet that you just want to squidge :)
I can't cope, I blur it out with booze. I've lost my way, lost my own will to live, lost my will to be me, to do anything. I know that is pathetic. Stupid even that the drink has crept back into my life.
I know that when the children go back to school, I will have more time to get out. I need to get out, be not here. I want to go and see my friends again, the ones who lost Pippa. I can't bear it. I can't. I feel like I'm going mad.
How can I stop this?
And now, after being totally selfish and ignoring you all, I'm going to try and get some sleep with DH in my arms...............
Can I just ask you all one thing? Kiss your children that one more time, tell them that you love them an extra time again and do the same with your family because booze or no booze, life is far too short.
Sorry for not name checking everyone, or for answering any questions that you may have. I love this Bus and for now, you can find me under a snuggly bit of of cotton wool at the back of the Bus, just so I can be here for anyone who needs me.
Sleep well lovely Brave Babes, stay safe.
Mouse xxx
Sorry for any typos. 