D has been home for three weeks! He started back to school last week and transitioned well. In fact, he said he wished there was school this week because he's missed it so much! We were hoping he would be able to sign up for football so he could lift weights and practice with the team in the off season but so far, the school hasn't approved his late enrollment. Everything else seems to be going well. Well... most everything.
I'm having an extremely hard time transitioning. I'm so used to hovering over him and not allowing him to do to anything (due to poor behavior and not trusting him) that I'm not sure where the line should be drawn. I want to allow him to be 15 and hang with his friends, stay up late, have a cell phone, etc but I just don't trust him yet. The other day he started arguing with me and it freaked me out. I flipped and sent him to his room. I thought about it and later apologized for being so quick to lash out and assume that he was being defiant. He was just being 15. He will be an adult in 2 and a half years... I know it's time to allow him to have his own opinions and start figuring out his voice but it scares me. Where is the line? I know it is fine.
What are your thoughts?
God gave this special child to me, because He knows I'm the only mom for this very important job. The purpose of this blog is to reach other parents (and children) who live with mental illness. You are not alone!
Monday, December 23, 2013
Sunday, December 1, 2013
I Don't Have A Good Title This Week
It's been an emotional week. I know anyone can claim this but I feel like I've not be able to keep it together this week. D was able to come home on Wednesday for the Thanksgiving holiday.
D doesn't know this but our weekend was overshadowed by an (extended) family suicide. My neice's (my brother's daughter) uncle decided that on Thanksgiving, he couldn't fight his demons any longer and ended his own life. My heart breaks for his family and especially for his momma. Anyone who says depression is a decision... is a jerk.
I spent several days deciding what to say to her. I decided it's best to not "say" anything but to pray with her. So, via Facebook, I sent her a prayer for her family. It's all I can do at this time. Please remember them at this time. And pray for those who may not have people to pray for them. It is our duty as Christians.
To all who battle with depression, God bless you and please know people love you and care about you.
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