It’s been ages since I last posted. Sorry for not blogging more – I most certainly wanted to. Recently life has been hard.
It all started a couple of days after Mattie came round – the 3rd part of which I need to put up here..lol I’ll do that in a bit. You guys may get several posts all at once, lol.
Anyway, mum had a particularly bad night and got scared by something – I was actually asleep, cuz it was around 3am. She thinks that someone is in the house and before getting me, calls the police in a panic, saying that she has been attacked…seriously don’t know what was going in her wine-filled head…
I wake up to the sound of sirens and someone knocking on my door. My room faces the road and there were flashing lights. I run downstairs to find mum hysterical and a police man in my living room trying to understand what was going on. I thought the worst.
Anyway, mum had a particularly bad night and got scared by something – I was actually asleep, cuz it was around 3am. She thinks that someone is in the house and before getting me, calls the police in a panic, saying that she has been attacked…seriously don’t know what was going in her wine-filled head…
I wake up to the sound of sirens and someone knocking on my door. My room faces the road and there were flashing lights. I run downstairs to find mum hysterical and a police man in my living room trying to understand what was going on. I thought the worst.
He then starts asks me questions about if someone has been in the house. Did I hear anything? Did I see anything? Am I ok? Blah blah blah. I was so confused and a bit scared. Mum appears to have calmed down by this point. But something spooks her. :S She starts really crying. The policeman was really nice and called a college in to deal with mum so he could talk to me some more. We went and had a cup of tea. He then begins asking me so many questions about everything. About mum, about her feelings about what happens. It was all really surreal. He is lovely though and really comforting. I feel as though I should talk to him and we chat for a while. I tell him about how things get hard sometimes and he asks how I deal with that and I say “I just do,” and embarrassingly I start crying :S. Lol he gives a big hug and I felt better.
But mum hadn’t finished the drama. She suddenly runs into the kitchen, quite hysterical and is chatting some real odd things but then goes to one of the drawers and grabs a knife and puts it to her wrist and says that she is going to do it. I was so scared. FML. I was really crying now. I’ve never seen her go so crazy.
But mum hadn’t finished the drama. She suddenly runs into the kitchen, quite hysterical and is chatting some real odd things but then goes to one of the drawers and grabs a knife and puts it to her wrist and says that she is going to do it. I was so scared. FML. I was really crying now. I’ve never seen her go so crazy.
Luckily the policewoman calmed mum down enough to grab the knife off of her. I really thought she was going to do it too. :’( But once the policewoman had the knife off her, mum kinda slumped onto the floor, and cried for ages. The police officers stayed for ages. Lol I know nothing about police protocol but I thought that they would’ve had to have gone before they did. It was really comforting to have them there. Aaron was still a sleep, bless his little cotton socks. Thank goodness. He is only 11…I don’t think he should have to have seen that.
Then the policeman asked if there were any other family members that lived round us. So we called my Auntie Julie round. She is lovely and really cool. The policeman said it would be good for her to be there and he and the policewoman spoke to her in the kitchen with mum whilst I was sent back to bed. Needless to say, I didn’t really sleep much that night. :S
Subsequently mum has started going to see a therapist. Auntie Julie has arranged it all and has kinda moved in, she likes to know what’s going on. It’s been really nice having her round the house and I have spent a lot of time with friends recently.
Apparently after meetings with social services (although not to take us kids away! – lol apparently social services do more than that!!! Who knew?) it was recommended that I see a counsellor too. I had my first appointment yesterday. Will let u know how it all went in a bizzle.
Subsequently mum has started going to see a therapist. Auntie Julie has arranged it all and has kinda moved in, she likes to know what’s going on. It’s been really nice having her round the house and I have spent a lot of time with friends recently.
Apparently after meetings with social services (although not to take us kids away! – lol apparently social services do more than that!!! Who knew?) it was recommended that I see a counsellor too. I had my first appointment yesterday. Will let u know how it all went in a bizzle.
Much love,
Felix xxx
Hey, Felix,
ReplyDeleteI’m sorry to hear such news.
With what you say about Social Services... At the risk of saying what you already know... Social Services generally don’t want to split families up. This is only ever a last resort, and, from what you’ve described, is used in situations that are far, far worse than yours. Keeping families together, where possible, is better in every way – it’s better for the parents, it’s better for the kids, (and it is also far, far cheaper for the State...). But, if you are worried in any way, talk to them about it and tell them what your fears are.
This also goes for your counsellor (in your next post). You say, “Something about suppression or something lol.” Ha! Again, at the risk of stating the obvious... you are quite entitled to ask her, when you see her next, to go over it again and to tell you what she means. It’s her job to explain it to you, not yours to have to guess... lol But yes, having a good counsellor, and one whom you like – this is good!
I hope things start to get better for you, and for your mother,
All the best,
Roop.
I can only repeat what Rowan said. The very best for you and your family. You're a strong boy.
ReplyDelete