He loved my husband
I acted like I loved everything he did
But really I wanted the attention
I protected his every decision as a child
I was there for him when no one else was
But why did he love my husband
My husband houdinied him
In high school I was bombarded by cliques. By people that hated me. I grew attached to drug dealers that were adults. I loved myself but hated myself. I cut and it eased the pain in my heart for a little while. It helped me cope. Suicide is never the answer. I wanted the pain to end. I wanted everything to stop. To stop the clocks. To stop the hate. To stop everything that gradually came to an end. I got pregnant at 16. My world began. As I looked on at the baby shower that my family constructed I was awed and amazed it helped me cope with every feeling. The feelings diminished when I looked at a little baby staring at me with innocent eyes. I gave up my life for this baby. And that life taught me that the world is not hating me anymore.