I let my daughter move in with me. She had no where else to go. I told her, "No attempted suicides and no self harm or you cannot stay here. And so .....she purposely made about 4 - 4 1/2 " by 1.5 " deeply dug scratches in her legs. Then within the week she made more. It is really hurting my heart but nothing I say makes a difference. I feel sick to my stomach and it seems like I am hyper vigilance. Ot is not good for either my physical and mental health. I deserve to have a life. Finally. Ove been through so much shot in my life. As her mom I hate to throw her out. But then I am not doing what I said I would do. My sister (a recovering alcoholic)
Says she is convinced my daughter is on drugs. I want keep worrying about all this. I can't keep beating my head against the wall. It's gonna kill me.
So...i can only pray for her. And I will also pray for myself that God will help me let go and put joy back in my heart.
No comments:
Post a Comment