He screams abuse in its strongest nature, he hauls it towards you thick and fast. You feel your cheeks burn as they light up an awesome shade of red. You try to reason with him, though he doesn’t listen, just calls you some awful name. Can you believe a child can make you feel such shame and in the most public of places.
They stare, they stare that almighty stare, it’s as if their eyes are burning a hole right through your soul.
Rushing along the aisles you hear their sniggers greet you, do they even care, surely their aware you can hear.
“Please stop” you hiss as you try to gather the shopping from the floor. Your child stares at you blankly before declaring how unfair you are and running in the opposite direction. You set chase, knocking over the contents of the shop as you embark on the mission to catch you’re fleeing child.
Suddenly you stop, fall to the floor, throwing your head back screaming “God, why F***ing me… Why…?” you forget about those stood around you, mouths open wide, heads viciously shaking some may laugh too.
Hands removed from face, your greeted by the store manager who asks “IS EVERYTHING ALRIGHT MADAM” You feel like screaming “Does everything look OK?” Instead you give her a half-smile, Nodding like the Churchill Dog as you scrape your sorry arse from the floor and set about looking for your child, only to discover him right there next to you.
“Sorry mum, can we go home now”
You feel yourself nodding once more. As you walk towards the door leaving you’re shopping behind you tell yourself…
“KEEP Calm AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!”
Post 9/30 in the #HAWMC set by wego health
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- #HAWMC Day 1: Health Time Capsule (livinglifewithraandfms.wordpress.com)