We suffer alone together

And so it begins again. This time with a different child.

Five loud raps on the front door, and the baying of the hounds. Something seemed wrong, but I couldn’t tell if I was awake or dreaming the whole thing. I heard his voice, arguing with someone. What is going on I thought as I dragged myself out of bed and towards the door.

The police were here, my son pleading with them he was fine and they should leave. He saw that I was up and became angry they woke me up. What is going on? Why are the police here in the middle of the night? The officer said they were here for a welfare check on my son. Someone called to tell them my son was planning on ending it all that very night. Alex was arguing he was fine and didn’t want their help. I ran to the bedroom to wake up my husband.

He wasn’t fine, my son. He was drunk and suicidal. I took him aside in another room as my husband spoke with the police. He told them he would stay with our son. We spent the next hour and a half listening. My son said he couldn’t do it anymore, live. He spent most the night curled up on the floor sobbing.

He was scaring his friends. Getting drunk and walking in the middle of the road at night. Wanting to borrow a gun. Talking about death and loneliness. They didn’t know what to do. Some contacted us, someone called the police, and most just walked away. I went to bed. My husband stayed up all night. Alex fought and made it through the night but missed his work meeting in the morning.

I had a restless night’s sleep and got up for work like usual the next morning. I didn’t tell anyone or talk about it because these kind of illnesses no one brings a casserole for. He was embarrassed and ashamed of his fight with the demons no one else can see on the inside outside.

Through this we suffer alone together.

He lost his job last week. Fired.

We long for the best and fear for the rest.

I hope he can hear our offerings over his cries for help.

Fall update

It’s hard to believe we are into October already. We have been enjoying unseasonably warm temps up until today so it was easy to deceive myself otherwise.

I have been at my job for half a year already. Three more employees started working after I was hired so I guess I am not really the new person anymore. My old perfectionistic workaholic ways are catching up to me. I haven’t called in or taken a day off yet, instead I’ve been picking up extra hours and working overtime. I’ve already climbed to a position of respect amongst my co-workers. The management still sucks though, but for now I’m staying. I really like the chaos of working in an ER setting.

Arabella had her day in court and her felony charges have been dismissed. She is off probation and head over heels in love with her new boyfriend. It seems the feeling is mutual. I have a feeling she will be moving out in the next couple months.

Angel will be heading out of state this weekend and won’t be home until the holiday season. While she was back home, her husband rescued a stray kitten hanging around their camper and now they have two cats. I finally set up the graduation trip with my daughter. Back in 2020 when Angel graduated from college, we told her instead of a gift or money, we would like to make memories and take a trip with her. Well, I guess I don’t have to tell you how that turned out back in 2020. Finally I planned a trip for next March with my husband, and Angel and her husband. The most exciting thing is that it is a mystery trip. Angel gave me ideas and I am planning a big surprise.

On a sour note, Alex and his girlfriend broke up. She was seeing other guys behind his back. One night when Alex was playing at a gig out of town, Arabella and his girlfriend went out. Once again, Alex’s girlfriend got really drunk and this time hooked up with a random stranger at the bar. She told Arabella not to tell her brother about it or about her still seeing other people. She told Arabella if she did, she wasn’t going to be her friend anymore and would never see her again. The next evening Alex’s girlfriend was hanging out with him at our house when Arabella came home from work and told her brother everything. Alex took the break up really hard and is really struggling right now. Thankfully instead of closing himself off, he has been open and talking to us.

Paul is just finishing up his summer seasonal job and is toying around with the thought of working a winter seasonal job. Today I spent my day off washing windows and getting everything ready for winter. Soon will be the great purge of getting rid of the old and bringing in the new. Soon we will be going through my parents house and starting to empty it out. It feels good to empty myself of the garbage in my life.