I am *so* proud of Diva tonight. A friend texted her a very specific suicide threat - they've been best buddies for year, though with different high schools this year, they've not been able to spend much time together and apparently her friend, let's call her Q, hasn't been texting much about what's going on. Anyway, Diva came to me in tears, handed me her phone, and said, "What do I do?"
Whoa. Deer in headlight mom moment. I don't like meddling. I've perfected the art of staying out of other people's business. But... really there was no choice. I called Q's mom. It was really an extremely uncomfortable thing to do.
Diva is devastated - over the threat, over the "betrayal" as her friend will most likely see it, and over not knowing that Q has been in such a state for quite a while.
I'm a stickler for honesty, but I budged in this instance. I told Q's mom that Diva was in the bathroom when her phone buzzed, so I picked it up, saw the text, and felt obligated to call her. Not sure that's going to fly, but I sure hope so.
B will have been gone 6 months on Monday. Diva, thank you, and I still have some really awful days - it's incomprehensible that she's gone. But I didn't pull any punches with- Diva tonight - told her that if Q is mad at her, that's okay, because at least Q will be *here* to be mad. Asked her if she would have done the same thing for B, even if it meant B never talked to her - she said yes. I told her that Q not talking about her problems to Diva is not Diva's fault - B didn't tell anyone and *none* of us had a clue. Told her over and over and over she did the right thing, the only thing.
Good grief, this parenting thing is so much harder than I ever dreamed. Still struggling with- Diva's depression and her refusal to participate in therapy... and then this gets dropped in her lap. UGH! Asked her if she was okay - no. Asked her if she was safe - "as safe as I've been for the last several months." I'm locking up medications.
Sigh...........
Whoa. Deer in headlight mom moment. I don't like meddling. I've perfected the art of staying out of other people's business. But... really there was no choice. I called Q's mom. It was really an extremely uncomfortable thing to do.
Diva is devastated - over the threat, over the "betrayal" as her friend will most likely see it, and over not knowing that Q has been in such a state for quite a while.
I'm a stickler for honesty, but I budged in this instance. I told Q's mom that Diva was in the bathroom when her phone buzzed, so I picked it up, saw the text, and felt obligated to call her. Not sure that's going to fly, but I sure hope so.
B will have been gone 6 months on Monday. Diva, thank you, and I still have some really awful days - it's incomprehensible that she's gone. But I didn't pull any punches with- Diva tonight - told her that if Q is mad at her, that's okay, because at least Q will be *here* to be mad. Asked her if she would have done the same thing for B, even if it meant B never talked to her - she said yes. I told her that Q not talking about her problems to Diva is not Diva's fault - B didn't tell anyone and *none* of us had a clue. Told her over and over and over she did the right thing, the only thing.
Good grief, this parenting thing is so much harder than I ever dreamed. Still struggling with- Diva's depression and her refusal to participate in therapy... and then this gets dropped in her lap. UGH! Asked her if she was okay - no. Asked her if she was safe - "as safe as I've been for the last several months." I'm locking up medications.
Sigh...........