If you feel harshly about me, I apologize but I need to get this out. I did something so wrong. I accidently bruised my child on the waist. I was so upset with him that when I was spanking him, the belt on the waist on his pants bruised him. I didn't beat him with the belt, it was my hand hit that belt. But, I guess it's just the same. Life got so frustrating being a single parent. The community health center wouldn't help me because I supposedly made too much money. (anything above 20 grand - what a joke) We have no family to help as well.
This was the first time I bruised him and the school saw the bruises and phoned it in.
He was taken away. He is in a good home now with a mother and father. I have done so much reading and taking classes for better skills and have joined a prayer group.
However, I feel that I have scarred this child for life. I wonder if he is going to grow up okay. I wish I had started medication sooner. Every night, I dream of seeing my child again. Poor thing. God Bless him.
Sometimes I think, lucky I didn't go to jail but either way I would still feel like sh*t. I hate myself, who I am and what I have done. I have learned from my continuing courses and know so much more and the medication helps but why couldn't I have got it sooner.
Why is it until one explodes that people come to help you?
My guilt is overbearing my life and I find it hard to smile. Self-esteem is rock bottom and I feel like a rotten person. I pray he comes out better then that with a happy life and strong self-esteem.