Every day is a struggle to get out of bed. Keep your mind busy. Good days and bad. But every day feels awful. Never going to get better. When you know you child is never coming home. That you failed them..๐๐ฉโ๐ฆ๐
My last trump card is to busy with this virus. I don't know what to do... Praying for a miracle. I can not living without my kid. I lost my dad, cousin, grandpa, step grams and auntie. Soon my cousin from cancer and my grams from heart condition. I can't loose anymore..
Him in the care of my mom. She had to work with his nightmares and food aggression. Much happier doctors said no cavities. And he bruises easy like myself. But they used that against us.