i’m not gonna lie, some of this is hard to read. some of it i prob need to hear, but some of it feels like it’s not meant to help me, just shame me. and believe me, i’m already carrying enough of that without strangers piling more on.
no, i’m not throwin him out. i never was. i said that as a line to show him that he needs to do something. maybe i worded it wrong, but it came from fear. fear that he’ll waste this time like i did. fear that i’m failing him. not hate. not anger. just fear. and love.
and yes, i should’ve called the school sooner. i own that. i’ll call today. i’ve got a notepad out, made a list from some of your replies. gonna go through the college sites too, see what’s left. i know september is too late. i know time is tight. i’m trying to catch up now, even if i’m behind.
re: my other boys - yes, i’ve thought a lot about them these past few days. how it can’t be a repeat. how i’ve got to be more present, more involved. more proactive. i’ve started looking at how to register with their online school portals, so i can keep up better. baby steps but at least it’s something.
to the poster who said maybe there’s ND stuff going on with me - i’ve wondered that before. but i’ve never had the headspace to look into it properly. maybe that’s something to raise with the midwife when i next see her. a few of you have said that, and i think you’re right.
yes i’ve messed up in places. maybe big places. but i am trying to change it now. and some of you who’ve said “you’re brave for keepin on replying” - thank you. you don’t know how much that matters when you feel like the worst mum in the world.
and to the person who asked - yes, he can cook. he makes pasta for the little ones when i’m too sick or wiped. he’s not a monster. just a boy who’s angry and confused and probably scared too. i see that. i do.
i’ll update later after i’ve made the calls. wish me luck. x