Trembling Memories Of The Time

Chapter 23

Yunnie's POV

"It's okay, I'll just visit you tomorrow." He pat the heads of the two kids and there's a happiness but slightly sad expression on their faces.

"Okay, that's a promise, right?" Kaylie raised her pinky to reach her dad's and Ryle did the same. They look cute!

"Yes, promise." Kaylie has a huge smile on her face and her eyes are sparkling. I've never saw her be this happy!

"Tsk, let's go." Raylie pulled my hands. It is not strong but I know he pulled me with all of his strength he has in these two little hands of his.

While driving, Raylie's expression didn't change a bit. He's still smiling though, his eyes are definitely different. He's having a hard time again.

"Raylie, are you okay? You feel something?" He looked at me and shakes his head but I can see a hesitation in his eyes so I smiled at him. The first thing he doesn't want is to worry the people around him.

"Mama, the wind was blowing again." He hugged his bag that's on his lap.

They are healthy when I gave birth to them but Raylie is different. The thought occurred to me but I didn't know that it will really happen.

I watched him grew up until now. And every single time, something is changing inside him. That's why I never took off my eyes on him.

One time, when I was not looking at him, he and his siblings are playing on the playground with the other kids unfortunately, someone pushed Kraylie and I think Raylie saw that it was intentional.

I thought that it was okay because Raylie didn't said anything and just there looking at them, the boy did say his apology so, I didn't mind anything.

But later on, Raylie pushed the boy from the slides that cause the young boy injuries in his body. Instead of saying sorry or feeling sorry, he showed a bright smile.

Kraylie only got a bruise on his knees but the boy that Raylie pushed that day got a bone fractured. Raylie said, the boy hot away just from a sorry so, why can't he?

I took him to a psychiatrist to see what was happening. But I already have a slight idea.

It's only one time and the first time I saw him like that but I got a bad feeling about it since I know all my personality very well. It's nothing new to me.

It turns out that my son has a bipolar disorder. I knew he has it, too because he definitely inherited it from me. I also has a bipolar disorder. That's my demon inside me.

That's the thing I failed to control because it's nearly impossible. I need to do a treatment like therapy or rehab but that's suffocating me.

The good thing is it's getting better since I gave birth to my kids.

But I'm not happy about my son inheriting it. Of all he can inherit to me, why that?

I knew it before I could even give birth to them that one of them might inherit it because it's inheritable. I'm scared of that fact, and it happened.

"Mama, am I gonna be a bad kid again?" My chest tightened after hearing that. He knows too well about his condition.

He already experienced the feeling of going insane and that crumbled my whole system. He is also having a hard time.

He would cry, laugh and smile in just a minute.

He had different emotions in the whole week. He will often tell me how dizzy he was and confused. My poor child has to suffer like this when all he wants to do is to be loved by everyone.