Mixed Emotions

I cry.

It is like I lost a part of me I can no longer find.

I am often sad.

I think back to everything I have been forced to go through unnecessarily, and question, how I have been able to endure it.

I feel angry.

I do not know what to do at the time, or if things would have turned out differently if I had been able to do more, or done less.

I feel frustrated.

Unless I am actively “getting back” by spreading the word, like a little child, telling people that I am hurting, and pointing my finger to those who have done it!

I get nasty or sarcastic.

I try or tell people about what happened to my mother and they look away uninterested or question the veracity of what I am saying.

I find myself saying that they will think of me when it happens to them;

but it will be too late.