Chapter 19 - PPD

05/05/2006

Something was not right. It had been seven months since I had Pat and my emotions were all over the place. I just felt as if I couldn't be happy. I was also struggling with sudden outbursts of aggression which really scared me. One time Saul had to pin me down, and another day I had a sudden urge to start running and never go back.

I never had such strong emotions. So I decided to have a psychological evaluation done. They asked me a lot of questions and diagnosed me with ADHD and Post Partum Depression. I was put on medication to treat me for it and my world turned from night into day. I was able to focus and get a lot done. I went from an average student to an A and B student and got two college degrees. I no longer felt irritability and depressed. I was happy again.

Due to the lead exposure in Everett we had to move in with Saul's brother Primo and his new babies’ mama Jeanette. They had a beautiful baby girl named Micah. Pat and Micah were close in age. Only six months apart and they got along very well. Every other night Jeanette and Primo would fight and keep us up late, well this time we woke up at 5am to them fighting and Saul was pretty fed up with it that he finally had to say something.

Saul got up in Primo's face because Primo called Bea a fat bitch. He just nudged Primo with his shoulder and Primo was holding Micah in her baby carrier. Primo was heated; he put the baby down in the bedroom. Primo got up in Saul's face standing two inches apart nose to nose and said, "Really mano? You’re going to shove me while I have my baby in my hand, huh? Mother fucker? Let's go!" Saul didn't even say anything. He just pushed Primo back into the wall and then a shoving match took place from the living room to the bedroom, and then Saul breaks loose making his way to the kitchen grabbing a knife.

Saul held the large butcher knife shakily in his hand and Primo grabbed his wrist that the knife was in. Jeanette and I were trying to get the knife out of Saul's hand too but every time we got close the knife would slice through the air barely missing us. It wasn't until they were both down to the ground and the knife was close to Primo's throat that Saul backed down. Jeanette and I finally talked them down. The police were called and by the time they had arrived Primo was gone and all four tires of my Lincoln Mercury Mariner were slashed. Primo got his revenge I guess.

Later that week in my Acting 2 class that I was taking at Bunker Hill Community College we had an assignment. We had to be a Director and direct a skit in groups with our classmates. Since the incident with the knife was fresh in my mind I decided to reenact the scene of the crime with my classmates and use this memory as my material for my skit. The actors did an awesome job. The skit was by far the best out of everyone's. I got another A+.