Daughter came downstairs this morning and PA was here helping me fill pill boxes. She looked in but didn't say anything. I ignored her. I heard her check her blood sugar and begin her breakfast. I went into the kitchen, asked her what her blood sugar was, and gave her insulin.
PA and I had moved to the study, and Daughter came in and dumped a note on my desk. Interestingly, she addressed me by my name in the note, which read:
I am sorry about being a jack**s yesterday. I am sorry for breaking your picture.
I hate myself for doing all that.
I am always going to hate myself.
(Your friend I hope,)
P.S. I am sorry about all the lying.
I didn't read it immediately, telling her I would look at it later. I printed out a piece of paper with 5 questions on it and took it in and dropped it next to her (she was laying on the living room floor in a fetal position). She filled it out and brought it to me after PA left:
I had lied to my mom about being dry and I stole .50 from her just to get a pop. When I got home I told my mom it was just sweat, when really I had wet the bed.
How did I feel?
I felt very bad, mad, sad, very, very, very very, very, very angry.
What did I do?
I broke something very valuable to my mom and I really hurt her.
How did that work?
I was not able to sleep very well last night. Also not talking to each other.
What could I do differently next time?
Tell my mom the truth in the mornings also at the bed so that I could earn .50 w/o [stealing].
She then signed it. I have duplicated what she wrote with her grammar and spelling (actually, she wrote stilling, not stealing.) Amazing her written skills with her IQ of 68. She has cried genuine tears, and I have hugged her. I gave her a task to do, but she has retreated to her room and is sleeping. I'm still tired. This move is going to be challenging for her emotionally, which will make it challenging for me. We will make it through, but I suspect that tired is just going to be a way of life for a while.