“We’re going to have another baby,” Mam told me. And there it was. The last ounce of hope left in my heart being snuffed out. “Congratulations,” I reeled out numbly, as I moved for the door, knowing that even though I was getting out tonight, this baby only tightened the chains around my ankles. I was completely fucking unravelling and I couldn’t stop it from happening. It had happened. I had finally hit my limit. I had nothing left in the tank. Nothing left to give these people. I was done. Gone. Dead inside.
