Far From Reality

Michelle and Alex

About 23 years old
It's been two months since Michael passed and now I'm in a delivery room having the worst time of my life lol. My grandparents are with the two kids at home while I'm here, alone.

Soon the delivery nurse comes in and noticed my distress.

Alex: now I do recall correctly this is your third child ? Why do you look like you're having your firstborn?
Me: uh...... I'm depressed ?
Alex:.... Oh...... um...... that's probably not healthy for the baby, do you wanna talk and get it off your chest?
Me: *clearly under drugs from the labor* welllllll my husband is dead and so is my brother and now I'm raising 3 kids by myself not to mention, IM BIRTHING THIS BABY, BY MYSELF.
Alex: hey hey hey it's okay, just Um breathe. Im right here with you.

-the moment is shared and the chemistry begins to form-

-A few months later-
Me and Alex keep in contact, we even meet up everyone and then when I get the chance. It got to the point where I had to quit my job so I could be home with the kids so Alex is helping me pay bills and groceries, basically being the best person ever. I seek counseling for the Grieving of my former husband and brother. Me and Alex begin dating after a sort of intimate moment after a dance (NO THEY DIDNT DO IT EW WE WAIT FOR MARRIGE IN THIS HOUSEHOLD)

We date for 6 months until Alex proposes and we get married. During our two years of marriage we have a set of twins (skylar and Pyro) and then another child (sugar) Throughout the marrige tho, me and Alex would get into many fights and as much as we didn't want the children around, it became to hard to shield them at times. This leads to me feeling like a horrible mother and that just fuels the arguments more. Finally one night after going to sleep, I wake up to find Alex ISNT there. I panic a little and call him over and over again. He blocked me and all he left was a letter on the door, "hey I'm sorry, I can't keep doing this, it isn't good for you or me nor the kids the divorce papers have been signed I left them on the kitchen counter. I'm sorry this didn't work and I'll miss you."

I sob and sob and sob because how could you not you know.