Update on the Events from Last Night

I’m still exhausted, couldn’t sleep when I tried to lay down and take a nap. Too many things running through my head, replaying over and over. The events of last night are posted here.

Caleb’s friend D’s mom came over a couple different times today and her most recent visit kind of left me feeling…weird (guess that’s the best way to describe it). The story that she told me last night was that he slit his wrists. The story that she just gave me a couple minutes ago was that he did not slit his wrists but instead punched their neighbors car window & his hand went all the way through it & that’s what did so much damage. And honestly that made more sense to me than to think that he tried to cut his hand off. But I don’t know why she would of told me one thing last night & something different tonight…that confuses me.

I’ve had D all day and he was going to stay again tonight and even possibly tomorrow but he wanted to go be with his mom, and that’s understandable. I wasn’t fond of the fact that he was told the details of what happened last night, but he is not my child and just because I wouldn’t share all the details of something like that with Caleb doesn’t mean that’s right for her to do. She chose to give him all the details and I had a very quiet child here today (she took him home & talked to him at one of her first stops here this morning). He’s usually pretty talkative and all day today he just walked around with a frown on his face & didn’t speak unless spoken too. Him and Caleb played outside and my landlord even put them to work painting my porch (oh how I wish my digital camera hadn’t died…they were covered from head to toe in white paint! But they did a good job – as good as 2 9 year old boys can do – and it kept them busy. I asked Caleb if D told him anything and unfortunately Caleb now has the details of what happened last night & D even took him to their apartment to show him the pool of blood that will probably never completely be removed from her carpeting. I’m not happy Caleb saw that but there’s not much I can do about it now.  I sat him down and we had a conversation about it all and now he’s sitting here pretty quiet not saying much. Ugh!

The fact that the story has changed from last night to today doesn’t take away from the fact that it was still a horrific event that took place, but it just leaves me confused as to why stories have changed. It bothers me. It also concerned me that she was very anxious/paranoid this last time she was here. She was pacing my living room and kept asking if any cops had been snooping around at all today. So I don’t know what’s going on but I have a feeling there is a lot more to this story than I’ll ever know.

She did tell me that they had a mental health professional come in to evaluate him so I pray that he gets the help he needs. And speaking of mental health professionals, I think I might need to talk to someone professional about all this. I didn’t realize how traumatic it would be to see something like that and I’m feeling pretty messed up in the head about it all.

Tish