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.

5 comments:

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.