Feeling pretty down at the moment.
I think it’s combination of things, including my husband being on nights – which means he’s tired, grumpy…worrying about my son being bullied…stuff I am still (always) processing….tired…and I’ve now realised I don’t have a counselling appointment this coming week. Great.
I’m starting to realise more, how much my children and my husband trigger stuff. Of course not intentionally, but never-the-less…they do.
My older son, is emotional, sensitive like I am and he has a beautiful heart. His age – 12 – is an age that for me – was a really bad time. I was bullied in the first year in high school, the way my son is right now.
When I started high school at 11, I was little (in size, height), scared, had never been around tough kids from rough areas and these big, tough, scary kids terrified me. Stuff at home was bad, I was the mother to my siblings, and where junior school had been a fairly safe place…now high school wasn’t. I was bullied for my horrible shoes my mother made me wear, teased, and I cried a lot, sometimes in school – which made the bully kids laugh at me. Continue reading