It took me a long minutes to realize that I was spacing out again. Worried, I hurriedly took my bag and searched for my medicine to avoid my hallucinations. After I woke up inside my hospital room and when my parents told me what happened to my child, I was so lost that a day didn't come without me crying and calling for him.
There are times where I eat everything that I see, thinking that I must not starve because my baby needs a lot of nutrients. I almost drunk some chemicals if my parents weren't looking after me every seconds. There are time where I'll stay at the corner of my room, crying and cursing 'him' until I fell asleep.
It was tough, hard and worst but I choose to continue my life and change for the better. My parents decided to flew me out of the country, I continued m
