A Mother's Tale

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Wednesday, February 01, 2006

February 1, 2006

Blargh! If I hear the words "industrial" or "piercing" one more time, I may just start screaming and never stop.
She had a big ol' meltdown yesterday on the way home from treatment because I refuse to sign consent for her to get an industrial piercing. Now, it's not that I'm not cool or anything. For a mom, I think I'm pretty cool ... and she'll usually agree. It's that she has this history of cutting and self-harming and body mutilating. Granted, it is just an ear cartilage piercing that she wants and is really no big deal in and of itself and probably would look pretty cool. It's the self-harm and pain enjoyment and other issues. If it weren't for that ... and the threats of, "If you don't sign permission for me to do it in a piercing parlor, I'll just do it myself ... or cut because I'm not getting my way" and the promise of, "Then when I'm 18 I'll get the facial piercings that I really want" - I might consider it.
Guess we'll have a lot to talk about in family session today, huh?

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