Love and Diagnosis
Oh how I love you with every bit of my being. You are an amazing person and everything about you screams perfection. I hear myself saying before I barf this delusion into the toilet. Personally I think I’m incapable of loving as deeply as I did in my teenage years. Your lack of phone calls once sent me into spirals of worry. Couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat until I knew you were home safe. Come to find out you were quite ok choking it up with the locals and even got a girl pregnant, Bajan Love. What was wrong with me, I remember crying for hours on end and getting a lovely pep talk from my mom, it went something like this. “. Ah I see you’ve found love” much too early she was reluctant to say. “He may be the 1st but he won’t be the last” WOW what a help that was. Who would have thought my husband would come to top that. Sending me spiraling into my own demise right into a hospital. I’d love to give the hospital a 5 star review and talk about the lovely decor and the wonder...