Blood family pain is worse than any pain. I’d rather be in back labor again. At least I’d know I had a beautiful child on the way. At least there’s an epidural for labor pain and Percoset for physical pains.
I just want to slap something or someone. And there isn’t a fucking thing I can do. Well, there things I want to do would only make shit worse. So, I just need to work through this myself.
They judge me so harshly. So much misunderstanding and rudeness. They must not know any better. I still hear how they have laughed at and mocked other relatives with physical and mental health issues. I’m guess I have been put in the fuck up basket.
Well, fuck it.
Abstract Mother of Autistic Child Blog 