Tuesday, March 10, 2009

It's Coming Down

My chest tightens with a scream that can only be heard inside my head. My son falls, fattens his lip. His cries make my heart race. I imagine her baby crying in pain.

“Do you trust me?” she asked. I said yes only because I wanted to hear what came next. “You know me. I’m still me.” No she’s not. But I couldn’t say it.

“I’m fine,” she says. “Everything is fine.”

If I know anything, I know that everything is NOT fine.


Cat said...

No, not fine at all.

Kristen said...


Maggie May said...

that is horrible that she said that.
it's horrible all around. i'm sorry you are hurting.

Steph said...

Maggie May - I think it's just part of a survival mechanism. I have zero understanding of where her head is now and will have to give up trying.

Steph said...

Okay, I won't give up, just loosen my grip a little.