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The Beat Within

My Mother When I was 7 my mother died. She promised she was never going to leave me, yet she has. Why did she leave? Too many lies they keep telling me; I don’t know what to believe. I have always cried. I can’t sleep. I be up at night. Why wouldn’t it be me? I never knew there was such a thing as death. When is my mother coming back? I guess never. But damn, death is hella crucial and harsh. Since my mom died, the women that I’ve been close to are my PO and my therapist. I’m close to them because they both remind me of my mother and are a mother figure to me. They help me when I’m depressed, sad, mad, angry, and when I have anxiety. When I feel like crying I just put my head/ face into their shoulders and just cry as in I let it all out. I trust them very much. I just hope that they don’t turn their backs on me. I trust my PO and my therapist so much that I sometimes call both of them mom, like it just skips out because I miss my mother so much that my heart breaks out into tears deep inside. I feel like crying now. Thank you God, for putting these women into my life. I can tell them anything and trust them as well. I appreciate it. RIP mom. I imagine my mother as a kind person that no matter if she’s mad, I guess she doesn’t take her anger out on anybody at all. I miss her so much, deep inside. I feel like crying, but there’s nowhere to run or hide. I should keep on running but there’s nowhere to go. -Jose, Los Angeles

Posted on: Sun, 25 May 2014 17:47:14 +0000

My Mother When I was 7 my mother died. She promised she was - TopicsExpress

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