I’ve always known…
I’ve always known that it’s not right.
That we’re not right.
That he’s not right.
That something is wrong with him…
…and yet here I sit…
Married…
6 month old baby…
Brand new house…
I’m so scared…
I’m heartbroken for myself and my baby…
I did this…
These were my choices…
And yet at the time I never felt like I had any choice…
I made my own prison…
For my baby too…
I feel like his sickness will consume as both…
I did this…
This is the life I choose…
I just don’t know why…