May, 2011
Right now I’ve never been more fearful in my life. How can this be happening? there isn’t enough air now… having trouble breathing, hearing, listening to anything!
The tears have already begun to flow and we made them stop… this girl stopped them because our only role in life now, is to be a mother to the daughter.
My Sweet just told me about her “others”
I need strength, this girl needs strength! She isn’t going to be deaf to the words her daughter is sharing. She isn’t going to close her eyes and pretend she isn’t at fault. She refuses to be like our mother was to us.
God, please give me the tools necessary to be a good mother,. The Sweet deserves that! She deserves not to live her life in fear. Please, Please Lord, I’m begging you to help me! The others are here to help this girl but I need you a well!
My throat is closing up, my hands are shaking violently, I feel like I’m going to vomit. This can’t be happening to my baby…. yet it is!
She told me she’s had her others since first grade. Since we moved here….
We need air, I can’t breathe! Make this stop… please let this be a nightmare!
Deep breaths, slow and even. I need you now, all of you. I need this girl to be strong for our Sweet. We all have to come together as one, to help our baby know that she can rely on me.
I’m here sweetie, can you hear me? I will never forsake you or blame you. Never will I turn my back on you or leave you. Even when we’re apart, you’ll always feel my presence. There isn’t a thing you could ever say or do to make me love you less. My heart overflows with joy that God blessed me with such an amazing child.
You saved me, I’ve always known that. From the very first moment I felt you move inside my stomach, you’ve given me strength.
I talked to the Sweet’s others tonight. The Sweet and I discussed why they were here for her. I recognized their presence and thanked them for being part of her life.
When I was failing at motherhood, they protected her.
The Sweet told me tonight they went home to be with their parents. She said they were waiting for her, to tell me about them, before they went home.
They are gone for now, but this girl knows all too well, someday they will protect her again.
I just hope that the Sweet always comes to me, her mother, and shares her friends with me as she did tonight.
I can breathe now. The Sweet knows how much I love her. The other’s may fill in when this girl fails, but I’ll never blame the Sweet or the Great for this girls shortcomings as a parent, as their mother…
This was written right after the Sweet told me about her others. She revealed this to me after a series of questions regarding missing items.
Later in the evening the Sweet and I discussed her others. The missing things, were because “Ashley” had hidden them, she often takes things and hides them from us. The Sweet explained her to be bad and mischievous … I told her Ashley wasn’t bad…just curious…
This blog entry is unedited (except for grammatical errors we caught) and written in an extreme state of dissociation. I vaguely remember writing this, and each time I read over our words, it brings this girl to tears… this entry added 7/18