Lilmisshopeful
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I know we all have our off days and I guess I've just had one of mine. I woke up this morning and just felt like a ten ton weight was sitting on my chest. My heart was beating so fast and loud I could hear and feel it. I couldn't bring myself to get out of bed just feeling like I had nothing to get up for and wanted to stay there feeling sorry for myself. Oh has been really good at hugs today and just holding me while I cried. I feel like I'm having panic attacks and I can't shift this feeling no matter how hard I try. I think it's because my due date is coming up soon.
I made a book after Charlie died and put my pictures in there with some poems and quotes. Things I just wanted to say. The books on a box tied with a bow and I keep it in my wardrobe. Every time I go in there I kiss my fingers and touch the box. I've never opened it since I closed it or even taken it off the shelf just knowing it was there was enough. But now I lay here cuddling it as it's all I have left. I've not opened it it's still tied shut and I'm crying big silent tears praying I don't wake up the other half. Such a deep feeling of sadness so different to the hysteria from after when all I did was sob. It's a heavy feeling almost crushing. Hearing my heart beat is driving me mad. I want to squeeze this book so hard I want it to hug me back I wanna hear it cry. What I would give to be awake now for different reasons. God I'm rambling I know but just had to get it out and this is the only place I can do that where I know people will understand and not judge me as it's been 4 months now and I should be over it. I'm ok a lot of the time just random bad days and this being one of them xxx
I made a book after Charlie died and put my pictures in there with some poems and quotes. Things I just wanted to say. The books on a box tied with a bow and I keep it in my wardrobe. Every time I go in there I kiss my fingers and touch the box. I've never opened it since I closed it or even taken it off the shelf just knowing it was there was enough. But now I lay here cuddling it as it's all I have left. I've not opened it it's still tied shut and I'm crying big silent tears praying I don't wake up the other half. Such a deep feeling of sadness so different to the hysteria from after when all I did was sob. It's a heavy feeling almost crushing. Hearing my heart beat is driving me mad. I want to squeeze this book so hard I want it to hug me back I wanna hear it cry. What I would give to be awake now for different reasons. God I'm rambling I know but just had to get it out and this is the only place I can do that where I know people will understand and not judge me as it's been 4 months now and I should be over it. I'm ok a lot of the time just random bad days and this being one of them xxx