Contagious – Sun 20th Sept 2015

By | September 20, 2015

Nope, I’m not talking about something medically viral, but emotionally viral.

Anxiety.

It’s travelled fast this evening.   There’s been tears, withdrawals, stomps and cuddles, lots of cuddles.

Poor D.   She’s wound herself up in knots about Beauty Club at lunchtime tomorrow. She’s looked forward to going along to this and learning make-up, hair and nail art tips ever since another parent mentioned it to her – gosh, must be about two years ago.  It’s a lunchtime club for secondary pupils and she’s waited and waited until she was in year 7.

Tonight though she’s not looking forward to it, in fact she’s extremely anxious about it because she’s worried that there’ll be another pupil also attending, one who bullies others and D is on their target list.

It affected D so much last year that she decided she didn’t “want to eat anymore, so I’d be ill and wouldn’t have to go to school”.  Verbally, not physically.  Being told she was “ugly”, that no-one liked her and hearing this child say to another (when she was meant to hear), “let’s ignore D, she’s mean”.  I’m “mean” too, apparently.  Nice, eh?

Anyway, those anxieties have sped around, have taken a considerable time to deal with and attempt to diminish tonight.  In the hope that she sleeps tonight, that they don’t engulf her overnight and needle her at unexpected moments.

There’s been lots of reassurance that D won’t have to sit near this other pupil – if they go – that maybe the other pupil does what she does to others (not just D) because they’re insecure and bullies like to hurt other people with words (or physical actions) because it makes them feel better about themselves.  Something I could have done with hearing when I was D’s age.

She’s settling now, Melatonin-aided, with her Bunny posse, hopefully to dream of less anxious things.   I really hope so, I want her to enjoy the activity she’s been waiting so long to participate in, she deserves to. 

  

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Karen Sellers on 20th September 2015 at 8:10 pm.

Poor wee darling, bullies and the anxiety about them are not something that can just be kissed away are they?
Massive upsets here too tonight, mostly of the “another temporary teacher and I can’t do the uncertainty any more” variety, but the screaming, kicking and sobbing just breaks my heart.
Big hugs for D, and for you too Jeannette, I know what it’s like picking up the pieces of our fragile girls xx

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Jeannette on 21st September 2015 at 11:40 am.

Thank you and hugs back. Sometimes I really don’t feel like blogging it out – especially when the anxieties are overwhelming for D – but to know that somebody reading “gets” it really helps xx
I hope Mip has a better day than she thinks.

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