OUCH!

Thank goodness kids tell kids important stuff.  And then the kids, the one who got important stuff told to them?  Well, it is good when they tell their parents and that kids' parents tell you.

WTF?  I'm sure that's what you are asking yourself.

My neighbor told me that Warren had confided in their oldest daughter the past two days that he is jealous of the attention Elaine is getting.  He feels like no one even notices he's there.

Ouch.

I decided to suck it up and talk about it with Warren.  Just minutes ago.  And guess what?  My Zoloft is not too high because I'm now crying and wanting to puke a little bit.  Anxiety?  Still present and accounted for thankyouverymuch.

I did not mention the girl he confided in.  Instead, I said that I knew it was hard on him that Elaine has a broken arm right now and is getting extra attention.  I told him a story about how Jackie busted her chin and got all the attention and that I was upset.  (Which I can't remember if I was or not, but you need a story a kid can relate to you know?)  He opened up.  He began sobbing saying "its not fair and I know she got hurt but she's getting presents and attention and I feel like you don't love me.  You only love me at night when it's bedtime.  You don't love me in the daytime."

Holy Fucking Ouch.  Did that just kick you in the nuts?  Because that's what it did to me.  (If I had nuts that is.)

I reaffirmed my love of him.  I told him I needed to do a better job of paying more attention to him.  All this time, I thought he was to the point of being done with me.  More into his friends than me.  More into Mike than me.   So I've been trying to cope and we've been fighting a lot.

I promised to try harder and asked him to tell me when he wants me to do stuff with me.  He agreed and then asked for alone time.  Which worked out well, because I needed to cry my eyes out in my bedroom.

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[Debbie]

Aww, sweets.... sending you hugs! Cause you is the awesomest mom in the whole world!