I don't want to be overly dramatic, but my heart literally feels like it hurts sometimes when it comes to J. Tonight we had our first baseball practice of the season, and it was rough. He did a lot of crying, whining, and fighting with the other kids. I tried talking to him afterward, and he melted down. Then he sat in the car and cried the whole way home that he has no friends. He just doesn't understand how to make friends. His coaches did an amazing job, I am so blessed that they were so kind to him.
I have so many fears. Will he reach a point where he stops maturing, and that's the stage that he's at? Are we going to get to the point where I have to pull him out of sports because he becomes more of a detriment to the team and the other kids than he is learning?
Every part of my soul aches for him. The kids don't like him. He knows it. He just can't figure out why, and how to fix it, and he is suffering. I can't fix it. I can't explain to him that he turns the kids off with his behaviors, because he can't understand why the behaviors are wrong. He doesn't understand friendship.
Will he ever? I don't want him to be alone and sad.
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