This is a very sad song. Bono has mothers of the disappeared come on stage and show pics of their children, and tell the date they disappeared, while he does the song. He's a really sweet man.
My mom doesn't care what happened to me. When I tried to kill myself, she wouldn't even come to the hospital, although my husband begged her to. She would never stand on a stage for all the world to see, holding a sign with my face on it that asked "Where is she?". To her, I'm just an embarrassment, an inconvenience.
Monday, October 5, 2009
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Read your last post and move on. I know it is easier said than done. Don't forget to breathe.
ReplyDeleteVery difficult to move on. I keep trying, and she keeps pushing. I changed my phone number because she kept calling. Then she called on my cell phone. So I changed my cell phone number. Then she found Darrin on Facebook and tried to get to me that way. He blocked her, which is something I already had done. I have to find all the little cracks and block her from getting in. Breathing is important, you're definitely right. And increasing my antidepressants helps.
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