…one last pepsi

…if i could send you a video of these meltdowns- my beautiful boy and these meltdowns- you’d ask how I endure it-

and I would say,

“i run.

i run from the mental monsters.

just as I am running now.

but that I am tired of running.

and sometimes I want to stop, close my eyes, sip on one last pepsi;

and simply surrender to the capture.”

-father don’t leave me-

kb