My day started out as any other day. I get up. I send mj off to work. I get on my phone. Found a lot of messages and voicemails on my phone. .. little over two days and everyone tries to reach me. Okay well not everyone but still quite a bit. Basically the world went deeper and I didnt know about it. From 6:30 am to little over 4 pm I was talking to people non stop during calls while I was also texting people. Busy busy busy. Well during that time I called it quits with my husband. about 5:30 my standing jewelry box plus whatever on top of it crashed on top of my son. Luckly only thing was a bump on the head. He snuggled with me until he passed out. Then 6:30 7 came around my husband came in grabbed a bottle of jack Daniels and started putting on some shoes... I dont want to get into details but he tried to have me stab him. He tried stabing himself. He almost called 911 on himself. He ended up yelling at his son. At his parents. Even at my dad before he threw up then passed out drunk in his own vomit. Well during the time he was drinking my son fell off the counter. He had enough and insisted on going to bed after that. Getting a lot of support. Hard to ask but im getting it. Then barb ended up calling and talking to me about how if its over then I need to have either her or her daughter pick up my son... I knew she didnt like me or anything and I knew it was coming. .. still hurts... one day gone another is coming. And one specific person is less then an hour away... ill be okay...
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