My stress buster angels

They mean the world to me.During my bp days the urge to have a four legged baby had become my goal.Convincing my hubby was not easy as I had two small kids growing at home.As you all aware in bp you can’t take a “NO” as an answer,I put my thoughts into actions and added my new lab named Feedo to our surname.He gave me joy that had no limits and convinced my hubby on how right my decision was.

When Feedo was 5 again the urge of having a new member to my family made me even more insane.Living with bp I was never satisfied with d no 1…always 2 gave me the perfect satisfaction (I eloped and married twice,once in court n the second time traditionally,but with the same man of my dreams) I pursued in my thoughts and got my fluffy a golden retriever ignoring the fact that my daughter was in preparations of her boards!!

Sooner realisation hit me that nurturing my two angels is a task.ThAx to my ever caring sister she opted for adopting my fluffy.Slowly but gradually I realised all my decisions are not right.The fact that I got them into my family and they heard me without questioning my insanity prepared me for my adoption.

Retirement to my alter ego!

She was with me from 14 years!!Staying inside me,feeding on me,dominating me,telling me what to do.She became my boss and I her slave.In the beginning years when she joined she was very nice to me,flattered my soul and my mind to get a permanent roof in me.I too accepted her thinking she’s means no harm to me n will be my friend.But very soon she proved her dominant capabilities on me and started her manipulative methods in tricking me to behave In a particular way which was unlike me.Me being on d meeker side enjoyed the authority I gained in my world by listening to her.Actually I was enjoying it as she by then had taught me how to get what I want by hook or by crook.She was fond of all bad habits n I to please her surrendered too.Then came her wicked and cruel ways in which I became extreme n unbearable to my own people.I loved my people but dint want to loose her too.We Both had become like knots,difficult to untie.My husband left with no choice had to opt for extreme solutions of heavy Medes,shock treatments,and repeated rehabs.In the whole scenario she was still enjoying and my loved ones and I suffering.

My conscience,my guilt, my pain and specially my love for my husbands great efforts and support made me one fine day in 20011 give the resignation to my inner me.I retired her,stopped Medes,did a lot of positive thinking and started engrossing myself by giving unconditional love n support back to my hubby n kids.I just never forget to thank GOD everyday for giving me the strength in doing so.SHE still visits me occasionally but I now know how not to entertain her.

FEEl BLESSED!!!

Freedom according to me is getting up fresh from your bed early morning at 6 even if the sleep was a deep 5 hr sleep n being able to perform your morning rituals of sending your kids to school with a smiling face n kissing them n being Abel to tell them “HAVE A NICE DAY”.I can feel this wonderful feeling cause during my Mede times sending both my kids to school use to be a torture to them.Due to heavy dozes I use to get up with a half headache n incomplete sleep though in those days I use to sleep for 9 hours at a stretch.Almost every alternate morning my hubby use to get up with my screaming,n pacify my one of my kids to stop crying .I feel blessed today n pray to GOD every morning for my freedom n many of you who go thru similar episodes.It is POSSIBLE.

Can you relate?