Senseless and Alone – A Cry For Help

It all seems senseless!

I feel so alone!

Its 1 o’clock and his lesson has started.

He shivers uncontrollably, his vision like ping pong balls being thrown across the room. He try’s hard to focus on his desk but his art work topples to the floor.

‘What are you doing!’, the teacher shouts

He cannot hear, he cannot focus, he can’t do anything right to adjust his fall.

There is a twenty second delay!

A hand is offered, but not to the child. It is the art work that is deemed more important and returned to its original setting!

No wonder he feels all alone!

 

Arms Bandaged – A Cry For Help

His arms are bandaged!

He doesn’t feel the pain!

She tells me – “He’s had a good week – but it’s also been a bad week!”

From a stable home, caring parents and much love and help to control his demons, it’s still not been enough for this teenager. Socially its been a better week, mixing in with his peers, but it’s still not enough for this teenager.

He’s thin and eating is a problem.
He makes himself sick; he butchers his body – it’s the only way he sees how to control his emotions.

An unfortunate set back when things were going so well.
A Mothers worse nightmare.

She enters his room in the early hours of the morning, awoken by instinct, not alerted by noise. His white bed sheet; soaked. His arms dripping like droplets of water, seeping through rock crevices.

He is taken to hospital for care and bandaged. But no bandage, will heal his demons.

He tells her…. “I want to be happy and normal, but I don’t know how to”


What needs to happen to help this teenager come

out of the dark hole he lives in?

What Will it take to help this teenager

be rid of his dark demons?

His arms HAVE no more spaces left for them to bleed!

She feels the pain – its her way of coping!

Talented And Alone – A Cry For Help

Academic Potential!

Socially Isolated!

I want to shout out loud, but all there is, is an open ocean!

I want to curl up in a ball, but my body is stiff !

Are we too blind and busy to recognize the needs of troubled teenagers these days?

The hardened peer pressure that is thrust upon them. The constant demands to do well at school. The need to be socially cool if you are to be accepted within a group.

Academically this boy is bright; he doesn’t like school and his attendance reflects this. He has a dream and a goal in life, but will this ever become reality if socially he struggles.

He is in the elite when it comes to intelligence. He is also artistically talented and gets bored with the slow pace in teaching. He writes poems and song lyrics; no doubt a mirrored reflection of his inner emotions. He is always one step ahead of his peers, could this be why he is struggling socially?

He shows me his art work, I am taken back; outstanding talent and skill. I question him –
“Why did you draw this picture?” expecting him to express an emotion.
But he’s polite and replies…
“No reason I just like drawing”…….
But I could see there was more to it then what he says…….

I want him to be like the Ocean; open up; release his weighted wave and let it wash away.

The Ocean has receded  –  I’m shouting – but still no-one hears!

My body now curls and I am all alone!

‘A Cry For Help – But Is Anyone Listening?’

I am struggling to find the words!

I am struggling with my emotions!

This blog is not easy to write, nor will it yet end; there is more to cover and say.
My fingers trembling; my heart racing!

We all have special friends don’t we. The ones who you can rely on unconditionally and whose children socialized together, partied; shared hobbies; spent birthdays; enjoyed sleep overs and even spent holidays together. In fact, it wasn’t just the children, the adult’s too, that’s why they are special!

I am an older parent. In my day they called us DINKY”s – double income, no kids – ‘yet’! An expression for a generation of hardworking couples hungry for a big career and children later. Not that, that really matters, but does relate as my friend is much younger.

She once expressed that she has always had someone of an older influence watch over and protect her in some form or another throughout her life, and, as one moves on and fades into the distance another one appears. I believe I am her 4th influence – but I will not fade away – I am an Aquarian – loyal to the core!

We both believe people are in our lives for a reason!

Our working lifestyles have become complicated these last few years, which means we can go many months without seeing each other, although we would text, especially as our children have grown older, but when reunited, its like it was only yesterday.

I wanted to start blogging to share ‘life’s bubbles’ and those of others, with an objective, where possible, to heighten the awareness that is contained within it – SO……..

Why am I struggling to find the words?

Why am I struggling emotionally?

What can you say, what can you do, how will you feel,
when your special friend tells you that her
youngest Son is on suicide watch?

What can you say, what can you do, how will you feel,
when you find out the professional body involved tells her –
“Can’t you not keep your child alive, away from any sharps, tablets etc:,
for the next six days before your first appointment?  

  Now you know; why I am struggling to find the words and

that my emotions are running high.


My heart is like a bottomless pit – suffocating in the smog below.

Here’s a Cry For Help – But Is Anyone Listening!

How many more children are suffering out there and not being heard!