Today makes It two weeks since I got out of comma and a week since I got discharged from the hospital.
Everything that as happened so far from mum finding out about our forbidden relationship, to being placed on house arr Iest. My escape that led me straight to that dark semi conscious space, it all feels like a bad dream that I finally got the privileged to wake up from.
Now that I'm up, I still don't know if all this is real or it just the workings of my mind to bring me peace.
This feels like a dream. A good dream...
My family's acceptance, the revelation of my birth and of cause the baby... This little bundle of joy growing inside of me.
I can't begin to express how over whelming it feels to know I'll be a mother soon. A mother to Jack's child at that.
Seeing all the support my family gives makes me so joyous, I could cry.
I remember the first time my father kissed me at dinner table in the presence of the whole family. I almost fainted due to shock and fear .