I am lying here awake, can't sleep. Worried sick about my beautiful, wonderful, amazing DS because he is 9 and things are a struggle for him.
School is hard, music is hard, sports are hard and I worry about him so much.
His brother (7) is a natural at everything (school, sport, socially). They both play football and DS 9 has been sidelined from his team and so wasn't asked to play at this huge tournament today where his brother and lots of friends from school and football were.
This has just gutted me as I am so protective of him. My children are mixed race too in a very non-diverse environment which makes me feel more protective. Typing this makes me feel silly but I needed to vent. For some reason these things trigger me deeply in terms of anxiety and depression and I just feel miserable rn.