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HEAUX TENDENCIES (4)
The image of my mom hanging from the ceiling in the living room will forever be ingrained in my memory. I wished my siblings didn’t have to see her like that. I never wanted to see her like that- dead and gone just like that! It seemed so grisly.
She had committed suicide.
My mother had left behind a note on the chair where she’d been suspended midair by an orange cord around her neck “Momma” Eben could not hold back his scream after seeing those lifeless eyes staring upward towards him; he ran outside. Max ran after him.
I picked up the paper, opened it halfway before turning back around with a heavy heart as furrows formed on either side of my nose due to needed concentration while reading through this
To my beautiful, small family.
We were a happy one until my dear husband decided to defile my matrimonial bed, bringing in my coworker from work.
Every day, I go out to make a shameful living and bring that money home. That money pays bills and puts clothes on our backs. We have survived, my goal was to make money and save to where we can buy a house away from the projects and live a better life. I can’t accomplish that anymore. I am tired of trying to run. I can’t sleep, I can’t rest without thinking of…
