i fell into a rut. summary of my life: instutionalized for trying to kill myself, having a miscarriage at 16, giving a son up for adoption at THIRTEEN, having my mom overdose on heroin when i was 11, and having my dad shoot himself in the head when i was 2.
after i got out of the institution i got a job, turned my life around. then i had a stupid one night stand with this random guy and BAM i was pregnant. considering my past pregnancies, i wanted to keep it. daddy didnt tink so. he tried to stab me, i got a restraining order but he didnt listen and tride to kill me AGAIN so i got him arrested. he's in jail now.
well, my grandma, who had been raising me since my mom went on a bender and crashed her car into a house (no one was home luckily) and lost custody of me, grandma died a year before all this. so i had nowhere to go and i was scared. but then i remembered.
i'd had this childhood bestfriend, jakob, he was so nice to me. even when i was 13 and everyone laughed at me beccause i was pregnant he was still my friend. and when i was 16 and got myself pregnant purposely he was my friend. the last time i saw him was when i was leaving for the institution. he was sitting on my bed and he said:
"celest, why didn't you tell me you were like this?"
i said, "I couldn't, you don't udnerstand."
he said "celest i'm your best friend. i'd always understand. you can always lean on me."
i smiled and he said "really. if in 20 years you need help, i'll do it in a heartbeat."
so i went to go see him. mind you i was 8 1/2 mos pregnant when i finally tracked him down. he's a hotshot doctor and i was this broke, pregnant girl with enough emotional baggage for the country of azerbaijan and when he saw me he gave me a hug and started to cry. he said he always wanted to see me again. and so he let me stay with him, in his guest room. and then when i had my beautiful baby girl he suprised me with buying a bassinet and all sorts of baby things. and he gave 200 parent magazines he'd gotten from friends, the hospital and stuff.
so now i'm still staying with him seeing as the baby is 2 weeks old and i just don't know if i can ever repay his kindness. he has been so good to me and i love him forever for it.
what can i do to ever possibly thank him?
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