Wednesday, 27 June 2007

tears again - I'm so pathetic

tears at work today. A combination of the tiredness and daughter's unhappiness and my inability to make it all better for her.

Now I feel crap about myself, and pretty hopeless too, like I am unable to cope with being back at work.

11 comments:

Caroline said...

huge hug. not sure of any wise words, tho there is much love and many hugs and prayers from here. have you been able/ were you able to take care of yourself and use some of the techniques and plans you had thought through before going back? ho

Caroline said...

oops sorry pressed send... that was supposed to be...
'hope you are able to relax this evening and recognise how far you have come
xC

Kathryn said...

Not pathetic at all...We are all vulnerable when those we love are hurting...and coming on the back of a really tough few months, and the strain of settling back into work (where overall you're doing so well)...Well, in my book you're allowed to have a weep or two sometimes.
Hugs and prayers from here too...and as C. says, you've come so far...we're proud of you, even if you don't feel proud of yourself.xxx

Disillusioned said...

Thx both.

Took a bath this evening. Trying to do the self talk but it is all overlaid by such feelings of uselessness and failure but still able to hope it will feel better in the morning.

So scared feeling as I do.

Fiona Marcella said...

Sorry you are having a hard time. Tears are a normal part of mothering (well they are for me anyway). Sleep well.

Rainbow dreams said...

A big hug from me, it's such a shame that being nice and kind and considerate can cause problems for children at school - and it's so painful for us as parents. Tears and tiredness go together, as does being a Mum - it's tough territory. I'm pleased you talked about it with her and hope it resolves somehow, soon.
Thoughts from here, Katie, x

Disillusioned said...

Thx Marcella and katie.

Tried to make some progress today - it may have happened but can't be sure till more time has passed. In the meantime H keeps asking what is wrong with her that people don't like her. I'm telling her it is not her, that people can be cruel, but it's hard to have her upset like this. It would be easier to deal with were I not so very tired.

Caroline said...

keeping my fingers crossed that you get the progress you're hoping for and worked for, thinking of you and your daughter and wishing and beleiving it can all be ok

Rainbow dreams said...

how old is H? It is soul destroying hearing our children ask questions like that and hard for them to realise it isn't them at all...Not sure I have any answers but I know it hurts as R was bullied badly when he was younger...
Katie, x

sally said...

Not sure I can say anything to help. because when you are going through it it's horrible...my daughter had bad times at school, but did have friends and was very confident, but actually had an awful time at Uni and was unhappy for the three years she was there, but she stuck it and got her degree..those evening phone calls with her in tears were a killer....but she got through it and so did I (somehow!) altho it took a couple of years for her self belief to return: she is now happy (and married!) and knows who her real friends are...it just takes time, but it really is horrible for both of you. A big hug from me...xx

Disillusioned said...

H is 11, nearly 12, Katie. I'm just continuing to reassure her that it is not her, it says more about them. Hoping that a child she is already friendly with, who has asked to move classes, will be moved into her class. Hoping too that the head of year is going to talk to H's class and that, by doing so, will make a difference. It's truly just that H wants someone to stand alongside her and stick up for her from time to time; she doesn't want a "best friend", just someone who will be friendly with her.

Sally, sorry L had problems like that too. I know it will end some time, but I just hate seeing H so sad. Plus it is so similar to my own school experiences that it is doubly painful - I remember how it felt for me at her age.