– Plague to the heart –

“I don’t even know where to begin with him! It is like he just stopped being himself. I am concerned, he is being very quite these days. I asked him again and again what’s wrong, anything troubling him, I begged him to talk to me. And he broke my heart. I was afraid to even wake him up for school, he would not budge. I can’t pull the blinds anymore cuz he tear them down. He sleeps without covers and keeps an open window every night. When I would beg him to go, he would punch me. And from there on I lost hope. Being hit by him was… Well it was painfull.

He would sneek out at night. Every time I would catch him, and scold him, and he would stare at me with that stupid sheep like expression on his face and the very next fucking night he would do it again. I know I am supposed to keep an eye on him, but with how many?! I only have 2!
And that fucker lies any chance he has. The scary thing, he would get better and better at it. It came to a point where he will tell me the sky is blue and I would go out just to check.
I did threaten to call Him, but I can’t bring myself to do it. He knows it, that is his biggest weapon against me.”

“Maybe instead of looking at this as a war against the two of you, maybe you should become his ally. Right now he sees you as an obsticale he has to deal with everyday.
Especially to whatever he is doing outside of your supervision.
Speaking of which, I think you already know what he is doing outside. Mind telling me more abouit it?”

“I chalk it up to him still being in his youth. It is okay to experience those things, especially in his age, but I am worried. I mean, where did I go wrong? And it all came so suddenly. Like it happened overnight.”