I miss you mum and dad

I am trying to be a woman yet reminded daily of the child I was.
 
I keep remembering my mother and father carrying me to bed or cleaning me up tucking me in after weeing the bed.

I wet the bed until I was 19 years old , I've always been ashamed.

My parents made me strong , my bladder still weak.

I keep trying to be this woman and this mother.

Yet the incontinence issues and weeing at night at 24 now are traumatising.

I feel so unlovable as an adult, not knowing I'm pissing myself even in the daytime.

I keep having flash backs of my parents though , how it made me feel being sweeped of my feet and cleaned up.

They're amazing memories , I look at my child in my arms.

I swing him around the room , I tell him how much I love him.

I love the world , my family.

I wish love , I wish for love.

But love is everywhere .

Its my parents teaching me how to look after myself properly.

To speak up and not be scared.

They taught me love and that love will keep me going.

I miss you x