I don’t need a friend
My blade is always there-
Friends aren’t
I don’t need a friend
My blade is always there-
Friends aren’t
Someday you’ll see this-
I have letters but I know I’ll never loose this
And this one’s important
You just turned two years old
That’s a big mile stone
…
I just heard your voice for the first time in 66 days
Via FaceTime
It’s been 87 days since I’ve touched your skin though and have seen you in person
You’re all I ever think about though really
Every action I have now–
I think of you first
I used to least think I did
But mom was blind to some stuff
Having my head clear means I know
Every single action I have will be positive for you
I’m sorry it took me so long to figure stuff out
Mommy doctor was hurting her head
Really really really bad
And I didn’t even know at the time
…
If I could-
I would fly 2,000 miles to Washington every weekend and see you
That’s just not possible though
But someday
We won’t have to worry about that
Someday-
We will be together
But the best part-
You will remember me
And we will be best friends again
You’ve always been mine
Since the day you were born
But I know you’re to young to remember me
You didn’t remember me last time-
But I still had the time of my life visiting you
…
I remember every feature you had when Mom had you when you were younger
Some of my favorites were-
I would just rub your soft hair and we would just snuggle for hours so I would
Just look into your eyes
And just stare at you actually
Something I couldn’t forget is the touch of your skin-
I remember it very well
And the cute noises you’d make-
They would just make me so happy
Everything about you was (IS) perfect
…
I couldn’t believe how you’ve grown
You’re so-
Tall and “big” now
It’s been a little bit
And you just sprouted so quick
Wow-
Are you smart
You were blowing my mind with the words you were saying
How you’ve mentally grown up-
It makes me so proud because you’re such a smart little guy
But wow
If only I could be there
…
I’m proud of your Dad
He’s done a pretty damn good job
I’m so proud of you BOTH
…
Momma struggled for a while
I was a victim-
But now I’m a survivor
…
I always had hope I would get some custody at our settlement conference-
But now….
Mommy’s hope-
Shoot it’s past hope at this point in time
I believe we’ll be reunited soon buddy
I don’t want to get my hopes up
But moms had a 360°
I think “they’re” noticing
I hope so at least
You pushed me to be a better me-
I went and got more treatment for you
But the craziest thing now-
I’m not only doing it for you
I’m doing it for myself finally too
I’m learning how to be in control of my own head
And if feels AMAZING
You started this though
(And your dad making me do it for you)
You “fixed” your mom buddy
I wanna be alive-
As in not just taking it day by day though
I have-
Goals
Ambitions
Plans
And hope
…
See you soon my sweet boy
The words were spilling
Until one day-
You choked down the words that you said
The words disappeared
…
And lies started to flow
Saying I love you-
When you didn’t anymore
…
I think it’s just-
Malicious and Spiteful to do
But hey-
Damaging and hurtful
Is what you thought I was used to
So I get it
Just following the pattern
….
The pattern of lies
At the end of the day
….
I could’ve handled the truth sooner-
Would’ve loved that
Rather than you allowing me to keep shouting my word vomit to the damn wall
And allowing my stream of tears to flow and flow for someone who already had quit
I was desperate
And that-
You just didn’t even acknowledge
The truth would’ve saved me the embarrassment
I wanted something you simply didn’t anymore
…
I didn’t even know
I was looking to someone that was already gone
I should’ve known when you started to
choke down the words that you said
The words and you were gone–
Were gone for good
A commonplace to go with your child-
The park
It’s a simple thing for most
You can squeeze it in between errands or appointments?
…
For us-
It’s out of the ordinary
Unimaginable
Breathtaking
Just Priceless
…
I’ve never laughed
And smiled so much
Ever in my life-
While “simply” going to the park?
But wait-
To you it’s
“Just the park?”
…
It’s been 87 days
87 lustrous
Spring and summer days-
Since I’ve chased my sweet boy around and heard his captivating laugh
Not only was it been 87 days ago
It’s the first and only time
He’s been able to run around in front of me
Where did my baby go?
I know he’s grown
Into such a dexterous and perfected boy
I’m proud of who he’s become already
But damn
…
I thrive for the simple things
The simple things
I never thought I would have to grasp onto so hard
Because it’s all there is to grasp
The one time-
I have heard him laugh like no other
Laugh like-
Well I didn’t even know he could
His giggle and chuckle
So-
Just so
Ecstatic and illuminating
…
We will do the “simple” things someday
Like go to the park
And I will never
Ever
EVER
Take advantage of the “simple” things
…
NEXT YEAR MY MASON








What is like loosing your son?
Regrets
Wondering what I would’ve done different
Those first four months before I went to work-
I would have snuggled and snuggled and snuggled him
We did a lot but it would’ve been constant
Sun up to sun down
I would have read to him more-
Just so he could hear my voice
I talked with him so so much-
He was my best friend
But if I had know-
I would have not shut up
Talked sun up to sun down
I would have never let him take a nap outside of my arms
I would have fed every bottle and changed every diaper-
Asked for no help
The 12 am or 3 feeding Andrew did?
There would’ve never been one for him
Never any-
“I’ll do this one. You do that one.”
I would have done them and enjoyed every second
Every single second
Shoot-
I would have loved waking up in the middle of the night to feed him
I would have sang more to him
Even though I did it all the time-
I wouldn’t have stopped
Talking and singing would have been from-
Sun up to sun down
I would have taken more than the 3,000 pictures I have-
Who cares what I looked like?
I wish I had more the 3,000-
Especially together
Not enough Mason and Mommy pictures in the world would be enough
I would have taken him for more walks in the stroller
I would have not cared so much about stupid things that didn’t involve him
I would have stopped breast feeding right away
It’s an amazing and powerful thing woman can do-
But it restricted our connection because I resented it
I just didn’t feel comfortable
I thought I HAD to breast feed to be a good mom at first
“Breast is best”
NO-
“Fed I best”
I would have stared into his eyes more-
Those beautiful beautiful eyes
I would have taken care of my mental health sooner
I would have never said “Hey, I’m stopping at the commissary to get stuff for dinner. Will you watch him?”
He would have went everywhere with me
Absolutely everywhere
I would’ve had him next to me 24/7
No ifs and butts about it
I would have rocked him to bed every night
I don’t know why I didn’t
He just laid down so well as it was..
I would have never argued with his Dad while he was in the house
Ever ever ever
I gave him hundred of kisses a day-
But I would’ve had it been thousands
Of course he was always clean-
But I would have given him so many more baths to play
Just for the sole fact of having fun
He absolutely loved them
We would just kick and splash
And kick and splash
Until the bathroom and my clothes were soaked
Both of laughing so hard
…
We were happy but-
I would have soaked it in more
….
Since it wasn’t forced and it was out of choice-
I would never never ever went to work
Would’ve watched our spending more so I didn’t have to
And said “Do I even need this?” one million trillion times before I bought anything
All because I wish I stayed home with him all seven out of seven months
Not four (was working after four months)
….
My list right there?
That’s a short one
It can go on and on
…
I was a great mom
I was a strong mom
I was a LOVING MOM
…
I’m not sure even how much more I could’ve loved-
That’s how much love I had for my boy
If only I knew..
Our hearts were already exploding
I just would’ve made sure the “Boom” a little louder
…
Maybe I did love as much as I could
And that’s why it hurts so much now
Or maybe I could have made our explosions-
The largest blast you will ever seen
Wouldn’t have settled for the second largest blast
Only first
…
At the end of the day-
I loved him so much
That at the time I didn’t think I could love more
If only I did the things above
My regrets are-
Immense
Monumental
Catastrophic
…
Now when we’re together-
Our hearts
Will explode again
This time-
It’ll be the monumental
….
The future will be brighter
We never think we’re going to loose the ones close to us
Especially me
How do you have all the power?
It’s scary knowing you’re in charge of our son’s future
You’ve made me nothing to him
…
My biggest question-
How are you in charge of My future?
Does that make you feel good?
To make me your puppet
…
You are my connection to him
What’s a blocked phone number going to do for me?
…
All that I want in the future-
Is for you to not have all the power
As simple as that
Listen to me and incorporate my ideas
They’re good ideas
Because I’m a great mom
Why is it so hard to me in?
Will it bruise your ego to much?
…
I want-
A voice
An opinion
To make decisions
Some power
…
I only want half
I want him equally
Both of us to have an option
Isn’t parenting working together?
50/50
A psychiatrist-
One of the two people who will help you the most (therapist and psychiatrist)
When you are mentally ill
Well-
Mine destroyed my life
“Get over it, move on.”
I’m trying
….
But it’s not as easy as it sounds
Imagine being stripped from your identity for a year
You’re a lilac
And then a weed
Not even a dandelion
….
No one looks at me the same
And..
I don’t know how to explain it
Without sounding crazy
But here it is-
I got a rush of energy that hasn’t went away
I felt alive
I still do though
That’s the thing
It wasn’t just a few minutes
I’m actually getting my life back
It was-
Lighter
My breath felt different
I could breath
…
Then-
I started getting a flashback about my baby
(Always do. PTSD trait. Borderline is from PTSD as a child, and it can get worse if life.. Well.. Goes to shit like mine. But it IS TREATABLE. IS.”)
And I woke up
Confused
Literally confused
I thought my blur was permanent
And I realized I had just woken up from a coma
Not a real one
But minus well have been
…
Another way to explain it-
I feel like I was held captive in a dark basement for a year
The man I was supposed to trust-
He’s a doctor
“Do no harm”
Added to my illness
More PTSD
I didn’t even know my body or brain could have any more
….
Well it couldn’t
So my brain blocked the memories-
Thankfully
There’s one time I don’t forget-
I don’t forget the magical visit to Washington-
I was finally seeing my boy
Finally
….
Touching, hearing and actually seeing Mason
Oh the memories-
Chasing him around the park
Him sitting on my lap and us playing with his new toy I bought him
Seeing his joys and what makes him smile
Hearing his giggle
Seeing his beautiful smile
In those moments-
I was the taking it all in
Memorizing that cute little giggle and shining smile he had
It made me illuminate
I’m proud of the boy he’s became today
Everything about him
Plus he gets his precious giggle and smile from his momma
You can see me in him
….
He may have forgotten me
He’s just a baby
But I didn’t forget him
….
And with my other person-
At that point she took me in so I could visit longer
She gave me more time with my boy
My Christina to my Meredith (Greys)
Masons Auntie
My absolute best friend
She is the only person who has taken the time to learn about me and my illness-
No one else has researched how my brain works
The only one-
Who’s forgiven me for my mistakes to let me prove to her my apologies for my wrong doing
I have done no wrong since then
A second chance-
That’s rare
She is the one person (that’s still in my life) that I’ve spent the most time with-
And just “us” and always will be
We’re just comfortable
So it was satisfying
….
Lexi-
So nice spending time with her family
Seeing her with her son
Well she’s an amazing mom
Makes me so excited to have Mason back
…
THOSE THREE-
Make me too happy to forget
Those three-
My favorites
….
Trauma and visiting Mason are the only things I can remember from the last year
Leaving again was trauma
“Goodbye baby. Momma loves you soooo much. She’ll miss you, but see you soon.”
I say soon-
Not knowing when I’ll hold his hand next
Oh my Mason
I could never forget you
…
This doctor-
He took my brain and turned it into a sealed vault of wishy-washey things
Memories and feelings
Mush
Weak
Spiritless
Tiresome
….
I’m awake now
I will be-
Illumining
Advocating
Improving
Significant
….
Since I’m awake now
I will be-
Fighting for my boy
That means fighting for myself
Finally KNOWING he will be healthy and safe, when he’s finally in my arms
I never thought he wouldn’t be
But his life is to precious to gamble
This doctor…
This was supposed to be MY YEAR
I had one year to get better
I was so ready
…
But I’m back
Mason-
Mommy’s coming
Mommy is coming
People come-
People go
Like the petals on a lilac
Floating in the breeze
After they detach from the suburb flower-
The suburb flower will rebloom
Just fine without them
People come-
People go
I didn’t know how to describe my pain
Sometimes I wouldn’t even describe it as pain
I feel nothing
I urge to not feel-
So empty
I don’t want to cry
Or smile
I just want to sit in the corner-
And be alone-
Alone with my empty soul
As I would sit there alone
I would have the urge-
Just to feel fucking normal
Is feeling normal too much to ask?
You won’t make
Me look foolish