So the
doctor tells me today, you should make an end of life arrangements. While
you still can. while you are of sound mind. im like ok...with a special
needs child...that is no easy thought. these are no easy arrangements.
If I die, my daughter would go back to my ex spouse. the other parent who
was abusive. the other parent who isolated us, the other parent who would turn
our world upside down on a dime. the person who went into fits of rage if her
things were touched. the person i would beg and beg for hours right up
until fifteen minutes before we were set to leave to go to my brothers to
please let us all go. the same person my daughter is scared to be left alone
with. my ex will sign off complete custody. No more shared custody
My daughter is the one and only gift I have received in my life
that i have that is most cherished. she is pure love. she is the result
of every hope and every dream i have ever had since i could remember such
things. thinking now that i have to figure out an end of life
plan....where she should go and how.... where???? no wants her. no
like literally. so i cant die.no matter how bad my depression gets, no
matter how bad my anxieties become, no matter the autoimmune disorder
gets.....i can't leave this earth.
