50. Solution

"Why would you change within seconds, last week you didn't want me to do any work, and today I have to check this whole pile," I whined while my husband sat there with a blank face nodding at me but still looking at his computer.

Yesterday, I once again acted weird. I didn't know how but sometimes while lying on my bed or when I would be in the bathroom or at any other place where I would be alone I would see my mother's face.

She would be too pale, her clothes red and blood dripping down on the floor where she would stand.

Not understanding what I should do or why this was happening I started acting crazy that what others would say. Shouting at nothing or talking to walls. Which made Andrew take me to the hospital. 

And the doc said that I have taken my mother's death as a big surprise and my mind wasn't letting me forget it because I didn't want to let go of that memory. Maybe it was true because I believed I could have done something to save h