Thursday, 10 March 2016

Thursday 10th March 2016

Its late in the afternoon, the children are all waiting for food, the sun has been shining all day and I have been unable to enjoy it.

I had an incident with a friends kid a few days ago and instantly hated myself for confronting him. He's eleven years old and its coming up to the anniversary of his family fleeing Domestic Violence, but I was receiving messages from his mum saying that he was punching and kicking her and trying to kick his way through her bedroom door.

A screenshot of the conversation:


I will admit I overreacted - it isn't the first time she has mentioned to me that he has hurt her.

I went over and asked to see the bruises and she said that he didn't hit her that hard but I still got in his face and asked him (quite loudly)"is this what a big man does?,... hurting a woman?"  and even his mum said she was scared that I was going over the top - I will state now that I didn't touch him, I just got in his space and his face.

Well, lets just say that my interference has landed me in a pickle.  I am unable to talk to my friend for fear that she will judge me as a bad person.   I know that the next night she called the Police on him, I don't know what for or what occurred as I am frightened to contact her.  

I know that I was wrong to intrude that night but faced with the messages and the history of the family, I just wanted to protect my friend.

I guess I will sit with my hood over my head and my earphones on loud and hope that the holidays come quickly so that I don't keep bumping into memories twice a day at the school run.

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