What are your deepest secrets that you would like to share before you d.i.e?
No one really knows about this.
I performed CPR on my dead mother.
I was still in high school. She died suddenly the night before. I found her. The 911 operator heard me freaking and instructed me to perform CPR, but in doing so I had to pull her to a flat surface and realized she was as stiff as a board. All I remembered was that I heard a cough before falling asleep the night before. I never knew if that was her final breath.
She had to have been long dead, because when I walked back into forensics class soon after I was handed a packet on death. The material essentially told me she’d been dead for 12 hours, iirc. I’ve never understood it and I’m Scared to. I just kept reliving it, thinking that if I had gotten up to check I could have saved her.
I keep thinking it’s my fault. I can’t forgive myself, I can’t forget about it no matter how hard I try. It feels wrong that I’m still here. It feels wrong that everyone keeps talking about her, and I do it because they do, but it tears me up inside every time. She wasn’t the best, but I miss her so much. She didn’t deserve this.
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