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Day 680

Worries

I woke around two in the morning, worrying about Sunny. I knew he’d still be playing on his box, now in his bedroom, so I crept upstairs to tell him to sleep. Predictably he started to shout and swear, and I retreated. I am sad and hurt. He is immersed in his virtual life and lives during the night. He sleeps in the day. He does finally start a cherry-picking job on Wednesday which he must be up for by 7.00am. The only reason he is going for this job is because he needs the money to pay for cannabis (and other drugs too I'm guessing), the other part of his fantasy life. He doesn’t engage with real life, has no interests other than his games and drugs, doesn’t want to travel, let alone learn how to drive. He is narrow and not interested in growing. He takes no exercise and is thin, white and sleepy. Exhausted by doing nothing.

Around mid-day I hear the dreaded click of Ma’s walking sticks demanding my attention. She looks like death and tells me that she couldn’t breath in the night, and that she fell out of bed.

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  • Otter Otter
    5 weeks ago

    Ah, I remember that era of my teenage days very well. I wouldn't worry too much about that, George. I think it's a rite of passage for teens to turn into night owls. I remember when a game called "Skyrim" came out. I sat in my room for three days straight staring at that screen and fighting dragons. Only time I ever came out was to use the restroom and maybe take a quick shower. I was disgusting. Haha!

    One of my fondest memories about that era was that my dad would always bring me one of his amazing sandwiches (pan-seared sausage, melted cheese, sauteed onions, and jalapenos), ask me how the game was going and maybe some questions about what kind of "mission" I was on. He'd tell me to remember to eat, kiss me on the head, and then leave temporarily with a "Good luck storming the castle!" Sometimes he'd bring something cool from outside to show me, such as a frog or a little snake that he caught - something to remind me of the outdoors without demanding I leave the game. Then, when he'd come in and see I was at maybe a slower part of the game, he'd ask me to go on a motorcycle ride with him. I'd always jump at the chance - though I'd maybe ask him to give me 10 minutes to wrap up a mission.

    After a while I grew out of it and preferred to be outdoors. I wouldn't worry too much about his night-time gaming habits, George.

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  • Otter Otter
    5 weeks ago

    Though, if he is doing something other than pot, I will admit that is something I'd keep an eye on. Hopefully he doesn't get too deep into that stuff. Sending many hugs

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  • George Smith George Smith
    5 weeks ago

    Thank you, Otter. That's reassuring. I hear you and will do my best to let him game himself through this time in his life - not easy! His anger is hard to deal with - but that's because I'm trying to get him away from that so I guess I need to back off yet further. I had a talk to him about drugs and he said it's mainly pot, sometimes Ecstasy, but nothing more than that. I'm just trying to keep him talking to me at the moment. Thanks, Otter. xx

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