The End of Her Patience

This was it. She couldn’t take it anymore. Sarah looked down at the tear-stained pillow as she wondered why her life was such a mess. Why couldn’t she have a mom who actually cared or a dad who wasn’t a drug addict and actually had time for his kids?

Sarah was 14. Doing online school whenever she got time from caring for the two younger siblings she had. With her mom busy with her 9-5 job and a dad who barely ever came home, she had given up on even hoping that her family would ever be like it was before. Everyday was a struggle. She woke up at 6 as soon as the youngest, John who was one, woke up. Making breakfast, sweeping floors, doing the dishes took most of her day. By the time she got time to sit down for school work, she was so exhausted that eyes would close the minute she sat down.

So her grades dropped, from a 96 to a 85. She stopped eating, from three helpings to only one. Struggling with insomnia which along with depression made it impossible to sleep for more than an hour each night. All these changes were subtle but they were there all along and she fell apart, piece by piece.

One extremely hot day while washing the dishes with a 2 year old clung to her leg, Sarah felt light-headed. Putting down the plate she was washing she tried to reach for the counter but before she was able to hold on to it, she passed out and fell to the ground.

Sarah woke up in a hospital very near to her house. It was neither big, nor welcoming. Stuffed in a small room with three other patients and only as much as a curtain to separate them, Sarah found herself with an iv attached to a saline drip. It soon came to her knowledge that her mother had admitted her to the hospital but had quickly left due to work. As she sat alone pondering over her miserable life, she saw the girl next to her who also, had no family member beside her. She seemed not much older than Sarah but had skin filled with bruises and slap marks on her bony arms and legs.

Sarah had a condition known as hypertonic cardiomyopathy which had not come to be seen in previous scans and X-rays taken during her childhood. The condition worsened with stress, hence being the cause of her breakdown earlier that day.

Living in a poor hospital with no electronics, no family all Sarah could do was talk to other patients. The girl next to her named Emily and Sarah soon became firm friends and Emily let Sarah into the deepest and darkest secret of her existence.

Emily lived in a large family, something Sarah had often wished for. She had loving parents and a dog. However two years after Emily moved to California, her parents both lost their lives in a car accident leaving her to her aunt and uncle as per their will. Every night after her aunt slept her uncle would come up to her room and try to sexually force her. Sarah was mentally so scarred that she couldn’t bring up the courage to tell a single soul. However when she finally warned her uncle that she could tell, he started beating her. He broke two of her ribs, fractured her femur and left her with marks that would haunt her for the rest of her life.

Listening to this, Sarah was on the verge of tears. Words were unable to describe the great deal of pain and sympathy she was feeling.

Sarah thought that even though her parents weren’t really very actively involved in her life, she was never raped or even laid a hand upon. It truly made her realize that you should never be ungrateful.

Even if you have nothing, that nothingness means the world to someone else!

Hi! I’m Olivia and I recently started writing short stories! I hope you enjoyed the story and don’t forget to ask me if you need anything else I can do.

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Just a frustration

So I am a mother of two. I have been married twice. Each child having a different father. My sons father and his family really IRKS ME !!! Granted I get annoyed slightly quickly. But I got remarried and I moved to Georgia. He WAS married and it seemed like that marriage fell apart. I actually want to ask her what happened but that’s just being nosey lol. Anyways my sons father was on child support mandate through the state of New York. So child support was coming directly out of his checks so there was no need to ask him for money. I thought the amount that he was mandated to give me was enough, even though he was even suppose to pay half of his child care but I didn’t ask for that. I just took the money and used it for childcare. We all know child care isn’t CHEAP.

So fast forward and we both move out of our home states. Mine being New York and his being New Jersey. He moved to Maryland while I moved to Savannah. He said he was still looking for a job. Right off the back I was annoyed because how do you move and you don’t have a job ? But hey everyone cant be smart to think that far ahead to make sure they have a job before they move. So all of last year he would promise ok I am going to give you something for Adam. Those were empty words. I signed Adam up for basketball. I told his father that what I would be doing. I asked would be able to give a few bucks for him to get basketball sneakers and shorts for practice. His father is very into  basketball so I thought maybe he might come up out his pocket for that. I am not sure why I even asked because it was October and he had promised to get our son sneakers for school. He asked for his shoe size. Still till this day still hasn’t gotten the child sneakers.

Finally I got fed up and I started to call the number I had for child support. I had gotten a letter in the mail saying I ad to go to New York for court. So I went up there. He knew he had to come to court as well. He didn’t show. I was livid ! I had to pay for a flight to come to New York plus I had the case dismissed due to neither one of us living in Suffolk county where the order of support started. I went to the child support office that was in my area. They said I needed to get all of this paper work from New York, which I didn’t even understand why they couldn’t do it but that’s neither here or there. All this time he had given maybe 60 each month. That was something I guess …. All this time his family knew what was going on and they gave no support. That is very frustrating. I actually feel like my son gets the short end of the stick as grand kids due to I speak my mind and I don’t try to sugar coat stuff.

I am currently still not getting anything and I am still waiting for the child support, with that being said I have a whole job. I work for retail and if you know retail its not the best. Its not the best but it pays the bills. I say its not the best due to the times and the amount of time. So since my son has a dead beat dad and his father’s family hasn’t tried to give any support yet my family has stepped up and my husbands family has helped. I have tried to look for side hustles. I recently just posted a YouTube go ahead and check that out if you want. Thanks for listening/ reading my little vent. Next post I will be sharing some of my side hustles that I have been doing to get a little extra income.


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