Suddenly the images weren't of nice things, but of horrors. Him, coming home, covered in blood. Killing her nanny because she was too attached. Torturing her because she defied him. She was almost crying now. "Please. Make it stop. Please let me die." She whispered. "Please."
we are conditioned to tell everyone we are find & okay and we can keep going. Because what choice do we have? We work every day to keep our children healthy & happy no matter what comes our way. People always talk about taking care of yourselves to take care of others, but the majority of time that’s not even possible. Some people don’t have extra help at home, either due to lack of services or wait times for services. So we just do the best we can do & make sure everyone knows we are okay.