Here we are, midday with only one person still in bed. I am prepared for many things that life involves, but terminally sleeping
teenagers is not one of them. It's not the Valley of the Damned, but it's a little weird. Plus it's a foregone conclusion that by sleeping in so late- they will be up late again tonight. Why should they be tired at midnight- they have only been up 11 hours.
Jacob is addicted (perhaps too harsh a term- strongly attached...) to his video gaming. He really can be lost without it, and then gets very angry when he is not allowed to play. Sometimes, he cries when he is playing out of anger with his lack of success at killing...animated characters moving at lightning speed. He crumpled up his sandwich, threw it on the floor and disappeared in to his room. He will recover, I know. But as his mother it is heartbreaking to watch and I worry that his brain is fundamentally ill-equipped to manage his difficult feelings. In school, wearing his social mask he manages well. The kid has emotional smarts on a wordly level. At home, free to express his darker moments I see how hard it is for him to manage failure. So many lessons most of which are so hard to learn.
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