This kids got some serious problems...
Today C-man went to see the psychiatrist.
He immediatly started talking like a baby.
He tried to act like he had no clue why he was there.
He was asked about his mothers drug use and he said that the marijuana he found in her room was really cabbage and he put it in her room.
Whe he was asked about his mother abusing him he said he had no memory of it but when pushed he got mad and said "but it was only a small vacumm she threw at me, only two pounds!".
When asked why he was mad he said that it was because he wanted to stay at his mothers two weeks and his dads two weeks because he doesn't have time to have fun with his friends at his mothers over only a weekend.
In the car on the way there out of the dead silence with Boston playing in the background he said "If I promise to stop lying about you guys, will you promise not to make me get a hair cut? Because I want to grow my hair long.".
The psychiatrist said he doesn't need meds right now but he referred him to a therapist with a PHD. The next appointment is on January 24.
I'm numb with fear for the future.







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