It was the hardest time in my life. My sons stopped talking to me. Everytime I walks in a room. He walked out. Hatred fills in both of our eyes. What makes it hardest is the range of age among my kids was a bit huge. 10 years. So, while the last 2 are still literally following me everywhere, the first two boys literally getting away from me drawing us apart wider.
At this age, I spent most time trying to figure out, what went wrong with my life. How I ended being angry with my mum, why my husband refuses to see my mum and how things got really complicated. It has always been so complicated despite we had a very simple relationship before we got married. When we were dating, it was like a promise that everything was going to be great. The feeling lasted until we got married.
010619
Saturday, June 1, 2019
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)