Where to start.... firstly I'm a mom ..let me just say its looked down upon in so many ways to admit I'm a mom that has shit that happens . But mom or not life is not fairy tales . Life is not smiles. Legit the only thing that keeps me moving and not wanting to just blow my brains out is the fact that I have children. I fully just want to fall to the ground screaming while the rain pours . I'm so broken yet smiling for the sake of my children. They dont know I'm broken they dont.know how I cry on my pillow after bed time stories and racing cars .. being a single mom that left an abuser broke me in so many ways but my children give me strength
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