I was going through a bout of internal disarray after the separation from my husband.

Though the divorce was my decision, still I was not able to believe what had happened in my life. The man, whom I had chosen and adored, was going to be no one to me.

The pain was intense. I was not able to accept the change and the fact that people change, also the relationship changes.

So one evening, after coming from the office I was feeling low. I headed to my bedroom, covered myself from top to toe with the blanket and started crying.

My four years old child came, completely unaware of my grief and started nagging me.

“Mumma, get up, please. I want to play with you.”

I requested him to give me some time but he was being adamant. He was not listening to me at all, neither understanding my mental status.

I suddenly lost my temper and started screaming.

“You are the reason for all the miseries in my life. I wish you were not there in my life. I had been free of all the hustle-bustle how your father is. I will send you to your daddy, you stay with him only.” I shouted in anger.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, he didn't utter a single word but shook his head in ‘NO' to my statement of staying with daddy.

I hugged him, cursed myself for being this rude to him. I apologized and he hugged me back.

He is the most beautiful thing that happened in my life. I can't afford to lose him. I still regret, remembering my words.

Children are innocent and soft-hearted. Whatever decision we take for ourselves, we must try our best to keep their mental health intact with those decisions.

At times, it becomes tough, however never stop putting efforts to have them happy and healthy.

A picture from those days:

Thank you for reading.

Stay Calm!

Anshu.