OMG - they have all gone into meltdown haven't they? I swear it was so much easier in my day.
Anyway, sit down with a cuppa for my epic day of troubles started with me worrying so much that I didn't sleep from about 2am. So I decide to get up early and shower and checked my emails at 5.45. There's one from 11pm last night from the house mistress saying that DS had punched the wardrobe and they were fairly sure his knuckle wasn't broken but possibly a torn ligament and he would be going to hospital is morning to get it checked out. He can do his mock later in the week.
Lack of sleep and shock sent me into a major panic. DH agrees to go and take DS to the hospital. I in the meantime text the girlfriend to find out what has been going on, I stalk her big sister on Facebook and message her (in case her mother is a drunk), and email a friend who knows someone who knows the family to see if there is any dodgy family background.
Girlfriend texts me back saying yeah it's kinda her fault as Shea's been worrying about things but hasn't wanted to sorry DS with it, but then decides that actually she is going to bother him with it the night before his first mock.
DS in the meantime is quite monosyllabic with DH but admits that it's because her mother is an alcoholic and says nasty things to his girlfriend and he hates that.
I hear all this whilst I'm having a moan with my school nurse friends in the school I work in. They suggest this could be a safeguarding issue and maybe I should speak to someone at her school so at least someone there is looking out for her.
During this time I have written many cathartic messages and not sent them to girlfriend.
I email head of wellbeing at the school in case they have information.
I then compose a reply to girlfriend. Reading it back it was maybe a bit harsh but it was a lot nicer than my earlier ones. Suggesting that maybe not burdening DS with her problems would be a kind thing. I give her the numbers of child line & Samaritan so they can help her.
Within seconds of sending the text, I get a barrage of abuse from DS telling me I'm the reason he's so stressed, and why am I trying to push away the only person he can talk to. I calmly tell him I love him and uninstall messenger from my phone.
I then have to email the lovely house mistress and explain that I've mucked things up and I'm sorry. She's going to call me later.
Finally I text girlfriend again to say sorry my text was so harsh, I know she loves him, but I'm just very worried about him.
And that feels good to get it all out