Sunday my seventeen year old stepson ended a fight with his sixteen year old girlfriend by shooting himself in the temple with a bb gun. He is okay (whatever...) but he will always have a bb lodged in his temple. His mother - Arrgh - actually lied to police about how the bb ended up in my son's head. She was afraid the police might commit him for observation - attempted suicide and all...I think she is a sick puppy, not seeing a very obvious sign of depression in her son. I thank God that he only had a bb gun.

I wish I could talk to him...he needs someone sane to listen. He needs his mom, but she is unavailable, obviously. His Dad may be concerned on the inside, but outwardly his son is "an idiot who could have lost work over this...". Shit!

I feel I will soon lose my stepson over this....for good, permanently - what a loss...

Otherwise it was a fine weekend. Youngest forgot to write sumamry paragraphs for each chapter of a 29 chapter book and spent all weekend, reading and writing then taking a break, then reading and writing. Daughter visited for the weekend and I want to believe that she seeks sanity by visiting....could just be the free food.