'Fuck You, you little prick, We are done'.
He is 13. And the reason for that text was because she got drunk on her contact weekend and kicked him out. He had to hide in Someones garden till dp got there to pick him up (an hour away) and she was furious he had called home to be collected.
Today I have to take him to her funeral, My heart is breaking for him right now.
I am feeling every emotion possible, sadness, madness, relief that she can no longer make our lives a living hell, guilt for feeling relief, you name it I'm feeling it.
What I am feeling more than ever though is scared, I am terrified how this is going to effect him in future years, his last memories that she can never take back or apologise for.
He has shown absolutely no emotion about it all, nothing, no tears, no questions, he wanted nothing to do with arranging the funeral, did not want to send flowers. I know it hasn't hit him yet but when it will it will hit him hard.
We all knew she was going to end up killing herself if she didn't stop drinking, She had been in hospital so many times and warned so many times if she carried on that she would die. No one could help her, we all tried, she just couldn't help herself.
It really didn't have to end like this.
I'm not even sure why I'm writing this, I just had to get it out.
I promise I will reply when I get back but right now I have to go and get ready to do the hardest thing I have ever had to do.
Thanks for reading 