You say I was not excited for your baby. I had all her gifts picked out as soon as I saw your text. I was ready to be your sister in the dark month that follows the birth of a child. I was ready to be her aunt.
My husband has been told you feel terrible. People only feel terrible when there’s guilt involved. And so you should feel terrible. Because you are guilty.
When we fought as children, you always ran for my cat instead of me. Always locked him in the room with you, leaving me to bang on the door and beg you to leave him alone. My mother tells me you are not cruel. I know that you are. Have always been. You are cruel.
In the hospital, they had to hide me in plain sight. Away from you and your cruelty. They know what you did, what you have done. You cannot hurt my son anymore.
More importantly, your god knows what you have done. Hating you will not bring my son back. And your will alone did not take him from us. But I will hate the person you are until you decide to become a better one.
Just Thoughts 