I’ll summarize the article above as it fucking sucks to read.
A 25 year old mom of 5 kids, 3 biologically hers and 2 step children.
She killed all of the kids, set the house on fire, before shooting herself in the head outside at the picnic table.
She left notes explaining her mental health state and how she lost the battle.
Something I don’t understand: why the children?
This topic is a controversial one as many people won’t understand how it got to be this bad.
The husband ignored the signs. He probably thought she was crying out for attention. He called off a welfare check because he thought she was okay despite her constant texts that she was not.
The next day, all of his kids would be gone.
My heart hurts for the ones left behind, for those children who endured this evil act, and for the mom.
Moms, we deal with a lot of shit sometimes.
We’re out in this world trying to play the roles of multiple people and then people question us when we lose our shit.
We’re almost expected to run households while also trying to keep up with the demands of the world.
This mom killed herself and her family because she lost the support she had for 10 days! Her husband went to stay at his fathers to be closer to work and she was supposed to hold the fort down.
Only she couldn’t. Because she was 25 years old trying to raise five young children.
I’m 30 trying to raise 3 children and let me tell you, it’s not easy.
I watched my mom try to kill herself multiple times because the pressure became too much.
I’m not saying what she did was right, I’m just saying it’s time for people to stop expecting mom’s to uphold this superhero role. It’s unrealistic and a lot of mothers are struggling.
Families are broken these days. Moms are often left to figure it out. More moms than dads but for the dads who feel like this too, I’m not discrediting you at all!
Parents in general, if you feel alone, reach out to someone. Save your babies before you hurt them. It’s not cool to put the kids through things because you can’t mentally handle it and it’s OK to say that you can’t do it!
Our minds are crazy and can really cause us to do things that we regret. In this ladies case, had she had someone just check in on her, maybe the kids would still be here and maybe she would be too!
Check on your friends and parents, hang in there. We are all just surviving the best we can!
Sometimes, poetry won’t cut it when you feel like your brain is maxing out.
I’m on the verge of having an anxiety attack.
I recognize the precursors by now.
There’s a tightness in my stomach, my back is aching, my head hurts, I can’t sleep.
Now I’m like a ticking time bomb to nobody but myself.
Waiting for the hyperventilation to start.
Waiting for the tears to fall and not stop.
Waiting for the never ending thoughts to amplify in my head, every negative thing at one time. All of the pain, the struggle, the future, the past, the happiness, all of it merges together and explodes.
In those moments, there’s no control of my emotions.
I don’t like when things are out of control.
I am a problem solver. I find solutions. I don’t make excuses.
In these states of panic, I’m none of those things.
I’m just drained.
I don’t want to do a damn thing anymore until this stupid attack happens and I can move forward.