Why can't a good week just be a good week?
These up and downs play havoc with my emotional stability. I comfort eat, don't drink enough, if any, water. Don't sleep well...drained physically and mentally.
Connor turned 17 last week. In Australia, you don't get your driver's licence until you are at least 17, and (in WA) done at least 50 hours on a learner's permit.
So on Connor's birthday he sat his test and passed. Happy boy.
We also enrolled him at TAFE (from what I can gather it's community college) for next semester doing a pre-apprenticeship in Heavy Duty Automotive. He's extremely happy about that.
So that was all awesome stuff.
Carrah was waiting for her bus on Monday afternoon and was indecently assaulted. We took her to the police station to make a statement. She's been to counselling, had a few days off from tafe (she's doing a diploma in visual arts) and trying to keep it together.
She's great at home, it's when she's not in her 'safe' environment she's not going so well.
We are gutted. One, that this happened and we couldn't protect her, and two, it happened.
What's wrong with the world??
My emotional instability is messing with my balance, too. Don't know if that's normal.