Leo exhaled loudly as he walked away from me running his fingers through
his styled hair like I had told him something life altering. Anyone would have
thought that I was dying from the look on his face. I felt hurt. I understood
his reaction but it was the last thing that I wanted. He was meant to help me.
He was meant to calm me down and tell me that it was all going to be OK, I had
almost been relying on it.
“It’s not that bad. You must be fucking awful in the A&E if you react
like that every time you come across someone who is struggling. I am fine; I’m
just a bit shaky. I need some distraction.” My head screamed. I wasn't OK. I didn't just want distraction I wanted comfort. My head was a mess. I had lied
to my amazing husband, I had been left feeling raw with the memories I never
wanted to remember and I knew that something was happening at work with Mi and
Emmet. I tried to take some deep breaths around the elastic bands that stopped
my chest expanding in the right ways. I wasn’t going to get any respite
from the feelings with Leo
“I told you, I don’t deal with metal health well. I just call the people I
need to if it wonders into my work place.”
“Then you should learn how to do it!” they are not freaks Leo! They are
real people with real emotions and you can take it from me it feels horrible.
Really fucking horrible !” I rubbed the side of my arms roughly trying to
discharge the electricity that fluttered on the top of my skin before skulking
past him back to the table where my blade lingered on the floor. Even with him
there something inside me itched to just do what was needed. It mattered but
hardly enough that my friend was in the same room and my daughter was upstairs
being put down for her nap in a way it almost helped. They were things to fall
back on when it all eventually fell apart at the end of the cutting.
I moved my legs up and down under the table as I clutched my hands onto
the edge of the table as Leo went about continuing to make the tee that I had
half completed.
“I don’t understand why you need to do this?” Leo confirmed as a placed a
bright pink mug with the words world’s best mummy written in black outlined
yellow bubble writing. “I want to be better at this. I really do and believe it
or not I am not heartless at work I do try but it is really hard when you have
no personal idea.”
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