For those reading this....I'm about to disclose a part of my life that has kept me under the water by drowning in my own tears each night...
I suffer from post dramatic stress disorder due to a reallllly tough life ...In 1990 I had my Son Bryan Jan-27-1990 come to find out lol i wasnt outta hospital for more than 2 weeks n wala was pregnant with 2nd child...born Dec 24 1990...
In 1992 was when everything i believed in got tooken.....I had a house fire which took my Daughter as well....i managed to get son out by crawling then once we made it downstairs i was tackled as i tried goin back after her...the fire crew said smoke was to thick....all i ever think now n will always think n feel is thats my daughterrrr I would have died to save her Im the 1 who gave birth to her
Mommy Loves you....
Then not even a full year since daughter passed on...i layed on my kitchen floor breathing into my mom to keep her alive as she slipped off in my arms from a massive heart attack.....
My father was a devoted man n i came from a very well raised family, I never once seen my parents fight if they did , it was never in front of me n my brother n sister...Until not long after my mother passed on, my dad came to us kids and said ok you guys are all grown n have familes of your own, however your mom was my best friend and my everything n without her im nothing....he starved himself causing his brain lack of oxygen etc n organs to fail...Me and my sister granted his wish by not puttin him on machines ..Soooo from all that til now of rebuilding life and then just losing it again by a hurricane isnt fun....With that said .......If your looking for head games please just skip me by ive had enough bullshit in my life to hold me over...
If you want devotion n happiness thats my profession......
I love all my friends n hold them close because seriously we dont know when today might not be tomorrow!